We spent hours upon no end talking
I have writing so many exquisite compositions in the name of our love
However until now you have yet hear those nectar like words from my very lips, in my very voice.

I have waited so long to feel your warmth
To have the impression of your lips placed upon mine
The silence the unbearable silence of not hearing your voice and not feeling your warm embrace in the bitter cold nights of separation
It is like the night sky without the Moon's light

Today I awoke and it felt like my soul had been crying for hours
I knew until we meet again that I would not be able to hold you my arms like I once did.
I hate myself for every teardrop I was helpless to stop; For every tear shed I shed two
The jewel that you are is not one that words can encompass. You are My Love, My Soulmate, My Heart and Soul.

I hope that the next time we meet that my presence, my touch , my kiss is more grand than this warm sensation
That it makes you melt, that it shows you how pure you are in my eyes, that it recreates the innocence destroyed by past lovers.
I have fallen under light of the celestial being that you are; one most luminous at my darkest moments
Our love is ever evolving, so am I and it may scare you, however you never tried to stop it even when faced with the possibility that I might outgrow you.

Truth is that you inspire me to grow to keep evolving; you are more than a lover you are my muse
My heart and soul guides me towards understanding, wisdom and the continuity of loyalty to myself along with my significant other , who is none other than you
Look at me like I'm the only man for your soul please don't search for my love in the eyes of others.
Allow my body to be home
Allow our love to be Now and Forever
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You are the sweetest wine to this alcoholic
You are a masterpiece outside of the museum
I love everything about you from your vibrant smile to the soles of your feet .
From your eyes that I get lost in time and time again to every curve and bend on that ethereal body of yours
That's why I don't hesitate to kiss the ground you walk upon
No woman can ever make me lust and love like you do
No woman can ignite flames of passion that make me want to orchestrate love to and devour you until you tremble in my arms.
I wish I could take away those words spiteful people put into your mind.
I wish you could see through my eyes, just glimpse how exalted you are, how you make me melt
When you see a cherry blossom do you think it wonders about the rose
My tongue only wants to explore your body, my eyes only has desires for you, my lips only wish to venture onto, to touch, to taste the sweetness of our love
For it's like honey
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Living Poetry, no words I can say nor that I will ever commit to memory will encompass your divine presence
Gallivanting Masterpiece, what can an artist utter to the human eyes' ultimate desire; so magnificently crafted a surreal aesthetic
Illustrious Symphony, the classical orchestration of your harmonious voice is a forbidden composition for it can not be recreated
The Transcendent Intellect, jewels of wisdom in the mind of an exalted soul capable of making an imperfect human metamorphose into an ethereal soul
Muse what depth of curation took place to fabricate a Goddess among the mortal plane, what grandiose wine press concocted the most intoxicating wine turning men of hatred into drunkards of love.
To say I love you, that I adore your every movement, that I kiss the ground upon which you walk are all a silver of the vast depth of my endearment of my pure unadulterated love for you
What we have is something untainted, timeless, it's irreplaceable
It is Us
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The echoes of silence
The ambience of darkness
Love is the drug of no consequence
By now you might have realised the paradoxes
The lies between the lines
Maybe you can even visualise the pain in my eyes
It is something I am unable to hide
The loss of thought and indulgent within life’s great illusion
Overcoming such a delusion
Brought to the conclusion
That I’ll be enlightened and satisfied
However my innocence within the escapade lead to my timely demise.
Death by the sweet song of the nightingale
From the finger tips of a woman who I saw everything in
Something seeming so ballistic you think I would develop a hate that made me misogynistic
It’s offensive that find my intelligence so simplistic
Alas you are wrong my friend I would never stop viewing women as masterpieces
The only beautiful thing within this life known as sin
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Can I open up to you, can I confide the secrets of my lips have yet to be spoken
To conjure the words that express the thoughts of my venomous and destructive capabilities
Within the ocean of confusion I was submerged
Within that void I swam to the surface however I only venture further into its depth
Slowly losing my sanity
Unable to draw breath
Why when I open my eyes there is nothing but the sterile darkness engulfing me
Why when I close my eyes I see the light
Where am I
Who am I
Self identity is constantly changing
For am I the same person from the first line, the first word, the first letter?
Lost within my labyrinth of my mind is a tragedy
However it is sweet pain I love dearly
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I can’t wait to have the masterpiece that you are in my arms; for me to feel your body cling to my own like flesh to bone
What subtle scent does a goddess like you possess; why does it feel like eternity to await the taste of your lips.
Hesitation is understandable because the addiction to what I am is unfathomable
However when I love the passion is sincere; that is why I say to you My Love just taste, but a drop of the venom I contain.
Let me heal your wounds, let me quench your desire like a hot coal to a burning flame.
Let me kiss not from your head to your toes, but also ground upon which you walk.
Let us make love until our lips no longer can lock, until your thighs recognise the heat of my body, until all you can do is lose yourself in my eyes and love me
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A constant collision of thoughts, desires, and morals constantly pang my mind
Thrown into a void of nothingness I embark the desolate silence trying to find the illusive end
My hiatus of emotion enables me to visualise the black and white of life's simplistic complexity and unending paradoxes of corruption and malice
Atmosphere of sin and temptation is a manifestation of my inner thoughts weary of its containment
Who is the voice in my head if I am the one listening, therefore I'm not my thoughts then who am I
Despair
There is no proof that I exist
How do I know my mind would not just fabricating a reality I do not reside in or even exist
What if I'm a part of the unborn generation destined to save the world
What if I am the individual destined to destroy it
What if time expands both ways and as we progress in a future another reality regresses deteriorating and the only medium to cross worlds are dreams and death.
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These red roses represent the passion in my eyes
The passion, that inferno like desire that burns within my very bone.
A woman so ethereal you are
A radiance so bright you emit
You are simply beyond my articulation.
I wonder what beautiful treasures your mind hold that I can explore.
How vast and encompassing your love is.
How your soul is one that can give a mortal a taste of Nirvana.
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Quick glances is all I get nowadays
One day you're there then the next you're gone without a trace
I walk the halls yearning to here symphonic voice
The pressure of these thoughts of teenage love haven't given me much of a choice
When people try to defame your name
My icy glare shows them what's my aim
A woman to which I show love and teaches me how to love
I wonder if when friendship is built will words still utter from my mouth.
Are you the one?
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I fell in love with the embodiment of temptation
Something so elegant but drew blood from my very palms
Her very touch made my bones tremor
The lips she possessed to either touch my skin or speak harmoniously to my soul would encompassed me in her aura
Her mind was to mine superior
She could manipulate my will to manifest her desire
Something so dangerous so unpredictable was someone I once loved because she was a enigma I couldn't solve
So let my lips numb every pain
And touch create every desire
Time tells all
So gaze into my eyes
Allow my soul to tell the beautiful tragedy
One known to man as love
Watch as my mind would toil on night upon no end
See every tear that stream down my from eyes
Because the very thought of your heart in pain is something I can not bear
I rather be pierced by a thousand arrows than to see a tear stream down your face
Your love is more precious to me than any gold or silver or thing that man can offer
For it was the sweetest thing I have ever known
You are ethereal because gorgeous is an understatement
The very ground you walk upon I worship
The very thing you desire I will find for you.
You are a beautiful flower I wish to grow and flourish
I'm sorry I couldn't protect you but I have always loved you and always will
No matter the cause or case
You will always be before me because you will always be for me
The stars envy your radiance
And the wind your grace
Don't let anyone tell you that you aren't worth it or feel worthless because there is no better prize a mortal can attain than your love

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Devotion of the heart
Enslavement of the soul
What love is uniquely crafted as ours
Though every night I am unable to physically touch you
My presence is ever evident
Your love is ever encompassing
I love you as a man art to love the creator
The greatest sin, one that caused the downfall of humanity itself
Yet it is a sin I take pleasure in committing
Do not pray for my soul as if it is lost for it has found home in your tender affection and loyalty to me; to us
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The words uttered from my lips can never encompass the depth of love and adoration for this divine
My physical eyes will never understand her beauty in it's eternity
It is only my soul that can see the masterpiece, the muse
Only my very essence can understand the grandiose of the majestic cherry blossom
There is no touch like hers more precisely no love like hers
No woman could humble me
No woman can ease my soul
Thus she is not a woman
She is much more and has so much more to offer
She is a Goddess
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Ice upon bare skin
Limbs bond by silk sashes
Helpless and unable to breathe
The pressure of the air caused by your very demons are like weight upon your breast.
As skin touches skin
As the atmosphere becomes gradually more tense as the two of them merge
As the heat of your body is disturbed by my cold touch as well as fragments of ice that navigate you as ships do the sea
Aimlessly wondering in places they should not go
Then your body truly begins to mirror the ocean.
The once conservative flower which oozed nectar has become a waterfall
Overflowing, nonstop
Your eyes that were once filled with curiosity, excitement and innocence are now the very embodiment of intimacy, they are indulgent and filled with lust
A mind that races
A body that spasms uncontrollably
A voice that beckons because the soul is overwhelmed by such sensations
Is the sweetest music that echoes within an empty room