I am not good with words, I never have been.
I wish I could weave epic sagas of our love out of thin air, but I can't.
What I can do is kiss your lips so fiercely, and yet so softly, until they become numb with my love.
I can stare longingly into your eyes, my heart and soul pouring into you with every passing second.
I can trace my fingers along your skin, ever so delicately, tickling you like butterfly kisses.
I can ignite a fire within your bones...
Sparked by a tender kiss shared between our supple lips;
Fueled by a love almost too hot for our hearts to handle;
Burning so bright, that maybe, just maybe, it could bring hope to this dark world we live in.
Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 11:16 PM UTC
I am not good with words, I never have been.
I wish I could weave epic sagas of our love out of thin air, but I can't.
What I can do is kiss your lips so fiercely, and yet so softly, until they become numb with my love.
I can stare longingly into your eyes, my heart and soul pouring into you with every passing second.
I can trace my fingers along your skin, ever so delicately, tickling you like butterfly kisses.
I can ignite a fire within your bones...
Sparked by a tender kiss shared between our supple lips;
Fueled by a love almost too hot for our hearts to handle;
Burning so bright, that maybe, just maybe, it could bring hope to this dark world we live in.
For Kevin.
You mean the world to me.
