I am struck,
Gentleness, an intensity pulsating around your edges,
Clings to the air escaping your chest, reverberates in the low hum
Of all the songs you keep switching through and singing,
Cheerful and eager for me to take the sound of you in.
You have left my ears ringing, In response to your textured breathing,
Warm, invoking, wet,
I keep reliving every single word you said.
Smiling to the thought of you so deep
Within my head, I’m wondering
How you have always come across so stunning
Lying brilliantly in your silk words, you have always been so good at bringing
Every bit of me to life with firm syllables,
Off  the tip of your quick tongue,
placed in just the right place,
To ******* undone,
I hope you know what I’m saying,
That you know what I mean.
Tonight could you write me a poem,
Could you read one for me?