Pure Divinity

Never have I met someone so pure and divine

As you....

But you are no mere mortal

Peace and joy is the biggest prize I find within you

How is it...

That you can wrap me so tight without even wrapping your arms around me?

And me, I’m just a hopeless romantic boxed inside of a transparent structure staring directly at the key.

The key to my heart you have managed to pick up off the ground and invite yourself in.

Where do I begin? 

Just to know you’re alive and breathing is more than enough to put a smile upon my face. 

When God made you I bet he cursed for the first time. 

Sometimes my heart cannot explain verbally so then my paper becomes my canvas, allowing to be vulnerable and paint all these love stories clouding my mind about you. 

My daily thoughts are consumed by you. 

I want to breathe you into my lungs and never exhale....

How long before hours become minutes and minutes become seconds until I can see your brown face for the first time?

When I can lay my eyes upon destiny that I no longer have to speak into existence. 

I wonder how my heart would react to have you near...

I wonder if the angels know they are missing one....

I wonder if you know that your voice can stop hurricanes....

Can it be possible to feast from the unveiling of truth, a love so full and satisfying that you dare not touch with a silver fork or spoon but rather use your hands so that you do not taint with such unworthy precious metals. 

A prolific view of raw unadulterated lust, licking you off my fingers everytime you come across my mind. 

I want to fall in love with you first just so that we can rise back into love together. 

What if I told you that you are sweeter than the richest caramel but still more chocolate than Godiva. 

What if I told you the raging strength and willpower of a Bull can balance out the sexual desires of a scaling Libra. 

What if I told you I can balance you quite well on my tongue?

Did you know that it takes more muscles to frown than to smile and even more to make you moan? So I am going to work and sweat and ache until you tell me you’re sore. 

Please inform me if I’m being too modest because I only want to be honest with you....

Like did you know when I think of you my heart beats for 2?

My ray of sunlight in my darkest hour guiding to push me through. 

I bet that you didn’t know any these things and there’s only one reason why....

Because....

I never told you