I do not let you beg for my attention,I give it to you .
Your breath on my arm ,got my attention
Your silly and weird jokes ,got my attention
I do not let you beg  for my love ,I give it to you when you least expected it ,I give it to you through my patience ,I give it to you the way I look at you and smile ,I give it to you in my Pains and happinesses.
I do not let your lips go dry ,I soaked them with my big lips ,in private or in public I make sure my love for you isn’t shy .
My hands browse your body always ,every inches of your body feel both my physical and emotional attention .

I do not let you beg for my attention,I give it to you .
No one else has it but you ,no one else sends me into a trance that makes the rest of the world oblivious but you.
I give you my attention the way it pains me when sadness evicts smile from your face ,you got my attention when food becomes poison in my mouth ,I am a kamikaze when I can’t feel you’re happy when you text me .
You got my attention cause I love you ,I do not make you beg for it or convince me to get it .
You got it cause you deserve it .

I do not let you compete for my love ,you’re the last and final contender,no one has caught my heart but you ,it belongs to you ,you are the Queen and the empress of my heart .
I do not let you crave for my love ,I place it in your arms ,you play with with when I kiss you ,you nurse it when I’m angry at you .
I want to get your love and attention,I want to know your heart isn’t split and shared with someone else ,I don’t want half ,I want all of it .

Over the last couple months , we have grown together. We have cried together, laughed together, and survived together.. I can talk to you all day and still find you fascinating.
This Thursday is seventeen months with you... The best seventeen months of my life,though we had many break ups ,but I think they served their purposes ,You have encouraged me, supported me, and believed in me when I felt like quitting. You've held me close during my breakdowns and laughed with me during our (extremely often) tickle fights,you have tamed the beast that I was .there are so many things I love about us ,and much more to come that I can’t wait to adore ,I’m prepared for the obstacles we will face ,I’m prepared for the big steps we will take ,I know with you by my side ,nothing will be impossible for us .

I love that we’ve asked the hard questions of ourselves, and of each other, without fearing the answers. Even when the questions sounded stupid and the truth in the answers was terrifying.
My sweet pea ,Apple of my eye,one day you will be the only reason I will want to come home to you ,our journey is a journey of thousand miles ,we will face sandstorm ,drought ,but to make it to the final miles we have to take one steps ,and we have been taking them babe .Some days the steps go backward, but we keep going cause that’s what we need to do .

You are love to me. You are joy to me.

“In an attempt to prevent pain, we prevent joy. Pain isn’t the opposite of joy. Joy flows on the banks of pain. That’s what joy is. That’s what marriage is. That’s what life is. It’s not shying away from pain. Denying the possibility of pain is the opposite of joy. Pain gives joy a place to flow.”

Don’t beat yourself up mon Amour ,don’t think you only the ones who have wanted to quit ,Have there been times I wanted to quit? Plenty
Without lying ,I know this relationship isn’t easy ,it’s never easy ,sometimes trust is hard to establish ,sometimes goals are hard to set ,sometimes we don’t want to compromise ,we don’t want to change ,our relationship hasn’t been easy ,sometimes it’s next to impossible,but is it worth it ?you bet your cute culo it is ,cause through it all ,our love keep growing ,notre petit Amour devient grand .

One day our love will create 4 little monkey,2 female 2 male,one day it will create a family .
For the laughter and for the tears and for seventeen -times-many more months :

In love with you still ,always,

Black Panther Aka Endy ,Your luna

I am a ****** ,I need a fix ,bring that needle near my vein ,pierce it ,I need your drug ,I need you in me ,I want to hear your “I want you so bad “ “I’m gonna ******* so bad “ I wanna hear your giggle when your lips are wrapped around my **** every time my fingers caress your ******* ,I miss those “how do you want me “ I want once more laugh at the face you make you when I’m hitting it good ,I want that lips biting you give me when you are riding me .”it’s okay just lay on me “ you would tell me when we are doing it missionary .i want all your sweat on me ,missing the face I give you when next day I found out you left the ****** wraps in the back seat ,I miss you

How do you know ?
If I was asked this question about us ,how do I know I know she is the one ,I would easily be able to answer it ,I would not have to find my self not being able do answer it,how do I know ?
...because you just can’t get enough of them. It doesn’t matter how long you’re together you always want to be around them. The thing is when you’re in love, you become addicted to their presence, being greedy is ok. You constantly crave their time and attention.
‪...because when it’s all said and done my mind body and soul belongs to you. No one will ever replace the love I have for you. I will flirt with you for the rest of my life.‬
You will always have my heart.
How do you know ?
I know cause It's amazing how a simple smile from the right person can have you feeling a certain way all day.
How do you know I ask you ?
Oh you aren’t convinced yet ,well how about this ...To be in love with someone is an amazing feeling, but to be in love with someone that's made just for you...now that’s the kind of love our soul craves,that’s the kind of love she gives me and I hope I give her the same back and a little bit more .
I know because the anticipation of her kiss, of her touch. The anticipation of her love has my soul burning

I’m an artist,take your clothes off ,I’ll immortalize you .
I’m a poet ,tell me your name ,I’ll make you famous
I’ll make you the essence of beauty ,poetry in motion .
I’m an artist ,take your clothes off ,let’s explore your garden together.
Let me write short poems on your thighs ,let me on your podium and give you a melody you’ve never had before .
I’m an artist ,let my art penetrate in you ,gasp if you can ,don’t be quiet .

I crave for impossible things to happen ,I’m 32 years old  and I’m in a empty parking lot crying,I woke up this morning contemplating the peace and acceptance our break up gave me ,I guess it was illusions ,I wanna text you and asked you “what are you up to” I want one of your hugs ,stop crying

I see you with him ,he smiles ,my heart cracks ,he kisses you ,I fainted , I see you with him ,the one you told me was just a friend ,I see you with him and I die slowly