When my pen touch paper
My emotions pour over,
My love is an sweet water wave of whirlpools,
Sucking you in my essence,
I can undress you through the magic of my tongue, and through the ways of my scared electric vibration,
Our chemistry merged so delicately,
as you read these words of strong collateral sensations,
Wishing and hoping that our bodies rise amongst galaxies, when our mentals emerge massively,
How our thoughts, heart's, bodies and frequency in synch to create such artistry,
All I see is our love connected like the constellations, accepted, reflected divine stories in motion, harmonious like poetry, parallel devotion,
It's already written and chosen , this love has been spoken...
Love, I ache to hear your voice,
sit spell bound in your presence.
Be cradled by your embrace,
comforted by your arms,
Treasured, I await your coming.
Will not turn you away, let you down.
From that moment on, our song, will forever be one: