My love,
You are the sun moon stars,
Familiar like trees behind my home that I’ve known since I was maybe 2 foot tall,
Giving like water in a river that spreads life throughout the forest,
In you I see nature’s greatest works,
In you I understand the belief in divinity,
I have devoted myself to you,
Devoted my body to you,
I understand what I saw in the holy book again,
Know what it’s like to feel wholly compelled towards one being,
What it’s like to feel wholly committed to one singular celestial body,
My line of orbit surrounding you,
I plant my heart in the soil of your body,
Entrust it’s growth to you my love’s convent,
I’ve been thinking about comets my love,
I’ve been thinking about planets colliding,
Connections that cannot be denied,
Birth of supernovas,
Birth of Aphrodite in the seashell womb,
How roses unfurl slowly as they grow into their delicate bodies,
How your love feels,
Delectable,
Rich,
Transcending any other pleasure,
My love is,
Larger than Jupiter,
Sweeter than honey,
Wider than the body between us,
I know it is fatuous, cliché, over-sweet,
But I only wish to be wrapped up
In your soft edges,
Like a bee,
Enriched by golden nectar,
From the most beautiful rose.
May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 4:16 PM UTC
My love,
You are the sun moon stars,
Familiar like trees behind my home that I’ve known since I was maybe 2 foot tall,
Giving like water in a river that spreads life throughout the forest,
In you I see nature’s greatest works,
In you I understand the belief in divinity,
I have devoted myself to you,
Devoted my body to you,
I understand what I saw in the holy book again,
Know what it’s like to feel wholly compelled towards one being,
What it’s like to feel wholly committed to one singular celestial body,
My line of orbit surrounding you,
I plant my heart in the soil of your body,
Entrust it’s growth to you my love’s convent,
I’ve been thinking about comets my love,
I’ve been thinking about planets colliding,
Connections that cannot be denied,
Birth of supernovas,
Birth of Aphrodite in the seashell womb,
How roses unfurl slowly as they grow into their delicate bodies,
How your love feels,
Delectable,
Rich,
Transcending any other pleasure,
My love is,
Larger than Jupiter,
Sweeter than honey,
Wider than the body between us,
I know it is fatuous, cliché, over-sweet,
But I only wish to be wrapped up
In your soft edges,
Like a bee,
Enriched by golden nectar,
From the most beautiful rose.
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