You are the inspiration behind every wavering thought, even the not so innocent ones. **** especially those.
Every scratch and scribble etchi-sketched out on any managable surface. I'd carve t into my skin if I wouldn't get sent off for it. You know how good your name would look in my blood?
Every twist and flick of my tongue as it presses to my cheek against my teeth taunting and teasing me to just eat you up.
Every tangible drop of sweat that is deduced from my caked up pores as it pours out like the fountain that contains all my youth and solemn wishes. Even though it's pretty **** obvious that you're all I wish for.
I could spout out a thousand things but not even ripping open my chest and showing you my beating heart could hold any gravity to the way I love you.