FACE OF LOVE AND

You reached into the hollow haywire of my chest and seized the reins of my evanescent soul. You didn’t just take it though, you shook it until it literally ushered me to life with not cries of grief, but cries of tender joy and poignant love. Your evocative taste drove me mad from the start, and I swear I couldn’t see anything else. I still can’t see anything but you.. Wide-eyed with a grin tugging on those pink lips, those freckles I can’t resist, you smile at me and I feel like a million fucking bucks. You smile and I blow over a dozen times like a hurricane wreaking havoc on the shanty limbs of a poor neighborhood. When I lay down in my own bed at night, I can feel your arms around me with their gentle touch molding the rhythm of your desire. You’d feel my eyes on you and I would not hold back, screaming, moaning, gasping, “I love you.. I love you, I love you, I love you so fucking much, fuckkk.” The thought of you gets me too hot; I shudder and I twitch to the end of your name and the way you look when you’re fucking me. I turn to the side and see you looking at me, smiling at me, I smile. I smile and finally let go for a change. I’m in love and it will never stop growing inside of me.