My ******* gracefully draw across my lips.
Retracing the lines she placed there.
Fingers only mocking the sensation and my foolish coos.
My senses fall into a void filled with dreams that call her name.
Screaming hums on lover's lips.
As my eyes shut the vision reappears.
How green is the grass that grows behind those eyes?
No goddess could create such a green.
A flower in full bloom that bleeds light and sings to deaf ears.
The blind only know of her beauty for it is unimaginable.
No art could compare to the brush strokes of her heart.
Oh how heavy a head feels until it lays upon love's chest.
My goddess protects you as I do.
I inhale all the essence though little never bleak.
She gives what she gives to me.
But how I breathe so carefully when her essence be all that I seek.