your whispers at 3 am
cut through the almost silent wind,
your kiss at 8 am
enters my veins and brings me to life,
your hug at 12 pm
warms my cold-hearted soul,
your love at 9 pm
sends me over the edge,
where i just can't get enough
of your soul, your mind and your body.
and it's in that moment of surprise,
when we are both lying on
your bed, with pillows on the floor
and your white t-shirt ripped,
i realize that you are the
person i cannot breathe without,
the soul that completes mine,
the key to my lock.
you're killing me