What makes a man stronger, a woman by his side

when you’ve traced
every corner of my body
and have felt
the brittleness of my bones
—and when you’ve brushed
your fingers
through every inch
of my skin,
promise me
you won’t break me

when you’ve bit my lips
and find it bleeding
know that I’m vulnerable to your lies

and when you’ve kissed my tears
and find my eyes lost
know that I’m fragile to your touch

I love your skin
The feel of it against mine.
Running my eager hands up and down your sides, it's just the right amount of roughness, masculine and sublime.
The color of your skin
The smell of it
The weight of it
Since last we met
I just can't get it out of my head.

When you see me I want you to think
Playtime!

You are a gift from above
A vision of love

I'm lying in my bed late afternoon
I'm thinking about my life
The messiness that it is...
And suddenly a vision of you appears in the door way
Your looking at me
With you head down but eyes up
Hands in your jeans
And chewing on your lip that way you do and all I can think is...
Oh I'm so glad it's you!

Love her like
She's the raging sea,
Unrestrained and dark and deep.
And you crave her touch
Through aching pores
As you slowly drown in sleep.

Love her like
She's the tender storm,
A lovely shade of grey.
Like with every whiff
Of breath she takes,
She's taking yours away.

Love her like
She's the silent clouds
With calmness floating by.
Like you'd want to make
Sweet love to her
Under the moon's apocalyptic eye.

Love her like
She's the blazing fire,
And you lust the candied pain.
Like she's the disease
That swallowed you whole
And you'd like to die again.

When her gentle touch
Makes your chest explode,
And your addiction is your girl.
Promise you'll love her
Through hell and back,
Or don't you dare love her at all.

I want to write your words on my skin
So that they can be fully absorbed
And with me forever.