Opening up the chambers of my heart.
Wanting to spill out the words of love
trapped inside to you using nothing but
paper and pen , just like a drunk man spills
all his drink. I don’t know where to begin.
Whether to write down about how I felt the
first time we met. Or to write down about the
crush I had on you online. Or should I begin
with describing how my stomach twisted and
flipped the first time you sent me a kiss online
when the clock hit midnight and you typed
Happy New Day.
Oh my where should I begin. Perhaps with the
first time you held me skin on skin. Or the first
time you called me your person. You fill me up
with an infinity of words and colourful emotions.
Making me excited about writing them all down
at once. But yet you manage to leave me sitting
down confused and without a clue of where should
I begin. For now I’ll leave you with*

Thank you for existing thank you
for being loyal and true ~

Lock on the door. Lust and desire
fill their minds. “Kiss me poetry kiss
me on your porcelain floor kiss me
against the wall” she says. She begs
for more she begs to feel his fire all
over her skin and from within. Fingers
in the curls of his hair. Nails in his
skin, love fumes in the air. Her skin
slapped on his. Reaching down inside
her thighs to her knees he pauses as he
switches directions indenting his fingers
into her flesh. This couldn’t get any better
than this. But reality was harsh and cruel
for it was just a daydream she made up in
her head while sitting alone in her room.
But soon he’ll make her dreams come true
as he promised to kiss her in the light of the
day and the light of the moon* ~