I think I love her too much.
Once I did not think
that was possible.
But it is.
I count her heartbeats
In the night
like seconds
ticking on a clock.
Afraid they are being
used up and
will run out.
When we kiss
I pull her
so close to me
so tight it hurts.
Each kiss like
a morsel of food
to a starving mans
insatiable hunger.
Even when apart
I hear our  hearts
beating as one.
Inside each others chest.
Like two planes
destined to crash
in mid air.
Leaving only
the aftermath
of silence.