Bel esprit,
You my dear are something worth a lifetime
I long for my hands to be grimy with every bit of you
Soaked with every emotion you feel
Cover me up with your fiery embers of pain
Fill me up with passion
Make me scream your name without a touch
**** me until you moan because we've melted as one
Pin me down showing me, telling me, "you're mine"
Claw my back like you were carving our initials into an old oak tree
Because baby girl, I will forever be yours.