Your pale smooth skin is warm beneath my hands as I pull you to my heart.
A missing piece of the puzzle, you slide into place.
This is a new sensation I've not felt before.
I ache to be in your presence, and you in mine.
Two sides of the same coin, but now more.
For one side of a coin can never see the other.
I see you, imperfect perfection personified.
Beautiful to the core of your, like mine, damaged soul.
Love is too weak a word.
There is no word for this, just actions to show this nameless emotion.
Pulling you closer, becoming one.
The sounds of our passion echoing. The perfect fit.
A piece of the puzzle, slides into place.
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 10:07 PM UTC
Your pale smooth skin is warm beneath my hands as I pull you to my heart.
A missing piece of the puzzle, you slide into place.
This is a new sensation I've not felt before.
I ache to be in your presence, and you in mine.
Two sides of the same coin, but now more.
For one side of a coin can never see the other.
I see you, imperfect perfection personified.
Beautiful to the core of your, like mine, damaged soul.
Love is too weak a word.
There is no word for this, just actions to show this nameless emotion.
Pulling you closer, becoming one.
The sounds of our passion echoing. The perfect fit.
A piece of the puzzle, slides into place.
