Imagine the feeling Of slaying a dragon, But mixed - With the nerves Of having to get close, And face to face With it, But then - At the same time Loving the dragon.
Lips so tender she feels Like velvet on fire, Soft yet hot enough To remind me she can hurt, Just enough to remind me ‘Twas her inner core I fell in love with In the first place.
I can’t repaint the start Nor it’s tenderness To understand The complexity Of it’s cottons - But know I am soft, And I will always Keep your heart Warm.
Sometimes the blind Lead the wide eyed, Even in darkness And glimmering light, Our hearts skip once For echoes to show - hiding in shadows when love starts to grow, I’ll whisk you up - Intertwining The cyclone of love.