Without thought
with first
breath, I
turn and
yearn for
your touch.
sunday morning
midnight stars
hidden away there
in your eyes,
I pray to
the morning
for you.
sunlight
slowly wakes
and crawls
like a
newborn
baby
across our bedroom
floor.
I can't wait
a moment
longer to celebrate
this moment
with our first
morning
kiss.
your lips
taste of
honey
and sweet
necture and
lover's wet
memories
from
the night
before.
and this day
still finds
me drunk
in your
passion
and dancing
in your
princess blue
eyes,
and with
your mouth
open and our
tongues light
and gentle
across and
around and
around
eachother's
desires..
again.
I think.
this must
certainly
be all that
love was
ever meant
to be.
Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 2:15 PM UTC
Without thought
with first
breath, I
turn and
yearn for
your touch.
sunday morning
midnight stars
hidden away there
in your eyes,
I pray to
the morning
for you.
sunlight
slowly wakes
and crawls
like a
newborn
baby
across our bedroom
floor.
I can't wait
a moment
longer to celebrate
this moment
with our first
morning
kiss.
your lips
taste of
honey
and sweet
necture and
lover's wet
memories
from
the night
before.
and this day
still finds
me drunk
in your
passion
and dancing
in your
princess blue
eyes,
and with
your mouth
open and our
tongues light
and gentle
across and
around and
around
eachother's
desires..
again.
I think.
this must
certainly
be all that
love was
ever meant
to be.