Wednesday, September 3, 2014

My symphony

They say bite marks are notes of love
if this is so I wish to splay your body out
use your flesh to pen my great symphony
your cries and moans to be my orchestra


and the climax of my masterpiece to leave you breathless

As i watch her

As I look at you the distance between us disappears
the smell of your perfume intoxicates me
the depth of your eyes drowns me
the pulse of your heart commands me
the breadth of your love engulfs me
your sweet moist kiss saturates me
everything about you I crave

If I said that I loved you that would be a lie
for love is not grand enough to cover how I feel
the wanton desire of you
the heartfelt need of you
the ache for your touch
the sweet crescendo of your voice
all this things and more

I dare say love is to small a word.