I love you....
my fiery sweet,
my hot and spicy,
my savory heartmate
full of chili heat.
Sleek & long bottom to top,
soulmate underneath,
my breath against your neck,
"I love you" I softly speak.
The way I wish to start and end each minute,
each hour,
each day,
each week.
For all my time, this I seek.
Brightness beyond bleak years,
shed tears,
lifelong fears,
my heart is clear
to forever taste,
to touch,
to hold,
to seek.
It is You,
with you,
wrapped around you
to dying breath from the very 1st second I knew I Loved You.
Always have,
always will,
just as now,
I do.
I truly do my muse,
my heartmate,
my soul to forever love thee.
Without your spirit,
your love,
you pressed against me,
my future I cannot see.
Your ways,
your praise,
your loving gaze.
You amaze me,
so sweet are my days with thee to be.
No longer cowering sourly over times past,
but towering powerfully to bask in every ray of light you cast upon me.
We are now the roots to a legacy treasure tree all will measure and see true "happy".
Thick Twisted tall and blooming bright at high noon or moonless night,
All will know our bond,
It's might,
Strong and tight,
By its mere presence and sight,
Our love was true and right.
Copyrighted By R.Craig David-April 2018
Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 3:04 PM UTC
I love you....
my fiery sweet,
my hot and spicy,
my savory heartmate
full of chili heat.
Sleek & long bottom to top,
soulmate underneath,
my breath against your neck,
"I love you" I softly speak.
The way I wish to start and end each minute,
each hour,
each day,
each week.
For all my time, this I seek.
Brightness beyond bleak years,
shed tears,
lifelong fears,
my heart is clear
to forever taste,
to touch,
to hold,
to seek.
It is You,
with you,
wrapped around you
to dying breath from the very 1st second I knew I Loved You.
Always have,
always will,
just as now,
I do.
I truly do my muse,
my heartmate,
my soul to forever love thee.
Without your spirit,
your love,
you pressed against me,
my future I cannot see.
Your ways,
your praise,
your loving gaze.
You amaze me,
so sweet are my days with thee to be.
No longer cowering sourly over times past,
but towering powerfully to bask in every ray of light you cast upon me.
We are now the roots to a legacy treasure tree all will measure and see true "happy".
Thick Twisted tall and blooming bright at high noon or moonless night,
All will know our bond,
It's might,
Strong and tight,
By its mere presence and sight,
Our love was true and right.
Copyrighted By R.Craig David-April 2018
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