I still remember your taste, i remember your hunger and my thirst for you, i can taste your lips my mind replays your moans. You in my hands were like clay, you concorted into forms and angles only  a seasoned theater artist would. Like spaghetti i slipped with grip of anaconda you squeezed me. Instead of suffocating me you held my breath, you moved hips in tandem and you rythm super.

Ah, wisdom & philosophy
critical thinking is catastrophe
profoundness of curiosity
importance in ideology
might be so greatly hypocritical
to the purpose in life - entirely
struggle to figure out, 'complexity'
could be humorous in irony
To the anonymous creator;
'Why make man such a Thinker?'

People breathe air
I breathe your love.
Away from you
I feel suffocated.
You are not only my life
You are a unique wife.