bright and brilliant
is what you are.
empowering and
majestic in every way
imaginable.

i could try to
escape, but you
flow faster than
my legs can sprint
and you'd end up in my
path again.

i could stare
into you forever
and find a new color
in your eyes
every time.

i could listen to
your voice on end
and never
grow weary of the
stories that spill.

you are hot
and boiling magma
racing towards me;
threatening my well-being,
but you have me too
in awe to flee.

faster and faster
you trickle in
my direction
down the
mountainside volcano.

then you reach me
and I'm buried and
burned under beautiful
****** lava that is you.

I've always been cold until I visited the Far East and you pranced into my life like a wild gazelle in the grasslands. I've always been cold until you laid your head on my chest while you fell asleep and the aroma of your cocoa brown hair intoxicated me to the point of snores and the most pleasant dreams I've ever had. I've always been cold until you wrapped your arm around my stomach and I could feel your veins circulating on the contours of my abdomen. I've always been cold until you looked at me with your macchiato eyes and my state of matter went from solid to liquid as I tried to construct myself back together like an artist sculpting an ice statue outside in the middle of May in Mexico. I've always been cold until your kiss electrified my lips like an underwater eel and I felt 12,000 watts circulate my body bringing to attention every cell that flows within my valves. I've always been cold like an iceberg near the Antarctic and nothing's ever changed that. Nothing except for you. Thank you for being my fireplace in the middle of an ice cold winter. Thank you for being my heat.

People often use the term "home is where the heart is" as reference that home is a literal place. That you can touch it, feel it, live in it and it's physically there. But I just can't seem to wrap my mind around that. Because my heart belongs to a home that isn't there in a physical sense. My home is the way you say my name and draw circles on my lower back. My home is built and structured in between your arms and in the crook of your neck. I've never felt more at home then when we are skin to skin and I want to pull you even closer. No my home is not a building, my home is you and that's where my heart will always be.

trickle your finger
down the spine of
my back while
I caress your
sweet spot.

you're all I
want and
everything I
never knew I
needed.

fireworks ignite
as our lips collide
like tectonic plates
meeting for the first
time. sparks
dance around
our mouths and
heaven tastes so
delectable.

a slip inside
and the center
of the universe is us.
so beautiful,
mesmerizing,
wonderful and
enthralling.

slower with more
pleasure and
passion, then
harder and faster
all at once.
your high pitched
gasps are motivation
to my effort.

you are the only one
for me and I want to
make you feel it.

a shudder overcomes
your body and our moans
escape and waltz
melodically together.

we are done
and that was
pure ecstasy.

Simple, sweet,
and so delectable.
The taste of your kiss
lingers on my lips.
Enticing and you have
me yearning for more.

**** visions play
in my head like
roll on a film.
Seduction surges
my body and
makes me stiff.

I climb on top
of you and
your body
intertwines with mine;
DNA stranded perfectly
together.

My arm wraps around
your back. As I pull
your body close to mine,
your gasp whispers in
my ear.
You want more.

So soft are your legs,
which my fingers
explore.
My hands are curious
creatures, and you are
too inviting for my
own good.

Another kiss. This one
is fire. Passion blazing
while flames and heat
transfer from your
mouth to mine.

Then we are one.
Two halves finally
Equalling a whole.
A light yelp
escapes your mouth
and transforms
into a soft moan.

We are soaring
above cloud nine;
higher than we could
even imagine.
You are me.
I am you.
This is we.
We are passion.

emotions scattered on a page;
manipulating letters to form
feelings.
in a world with so much to give,
all I could offer were words.

a beautiful soul like yours
deserves endless compassion.

love is honest.
love is kind.
love is patient.
love is everything I am not.

you've crept and crawled
into the deepest cavity
of my heart.
a baby bird nestled in
the comfort of their home.

words that flow like
freshwater down a stream
are all I could offer.
as I tried to be
the mama bird nestling
and caring, I realized I'd
only let you down.

many nights I lay awake,
with the trials and tribulations
fencing in my head.

you saw a beauty in me
I had lost sight of myself.
I saw a beauty in you
You never realized existed.

you are flawless.
a beautiful swan
resting and gliding
upon crystal clear water
that is life.

in every such way
you represent perfection.
a masterpiece discovered
by an unknown artist who is me.

you are fire;
sparks sparkling and
embers flashing.
mesmerizing every
gazer who glimpses.

you are marvelous and
you are radiant.

Every end is a new beginning.
But where do you start
when there was no end?

Life is tricky.
Love is even trickier.
One thought can change the way
you think entirely.

You may think you have it all
figured out. Only to have
one person distort your
reality.

I had thought I knew what life
and love was.
Then you came into my life and
had me scrambling to fit pieces
into a puzzle that didn't belong.

Unfinished poetry is normal to me now,
because there is never an end to emotions.
What you may feel now, may not be how
you think later.

Poetry has a beginning,
but it doesn't always have to
have an...