I'm contented adoring her sweetness,then
Drowning in her ecstatic aurora.
It is more than a wish,
A belief be it,that
She too will love me,someday.
She mistakenly thinks I'm a thespian.
I correct her,
I am a known novice of reality.
Existing in factual shades of emotions from space,
Where the only matter that sorrounds me,
Are rays of her voice,
Roaming my love system all year round.
Periodically scratching my orbital surfaces,using
Her ticklish nails.
Then shamelessly,
Gyrate inside my universe constantly.
A perfect blend of man and woman,
I submit to every order,
As I forsee that she gets all she wants.
She knows it,yet never misuses her power to manipulate me.
Maintaining respect and openness.
That way she ties me closer to her revolution.
They say I have been;
Drugged,disconnected,
Detached and dissected.
By her incredible criterion of seduction.
Later she confesses her strengths,to me.
When she apologises for not loving me as deep as I dote her,
I sigh and pull her close,
Motion her to lay on my chested pillow.
I say nothing,
Simply crawl onto her heat core,
Explore her innerself without much worry.
She belongs to me now,
Even though she longs for him still.
I don't mind that...
I don't care about him...
I can't let his needs get in the way of what I want...
She knows how I think and what I feel.
Finally she understands that my love is of sacrifice.
So deep that I would speed into a black hole to find hers.
So risky that I would sky jump into a Bermuda Triangle storm to seek her embrace.
So temperate that I can walk into a kiln to touch and kiss her heart.
She knows my love is different and out of this lifetime.
M.O.O aka Carswell evoL
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