January 2012
2 posts
Your hands are my compass, your body the sea; filled with beautiful hidden possibilities, and I’m its sole explorer. I could drown in your love. The depths of it sinking deeper, all the while I’m sailing further. Let me be engulfed by your waves; so forcibly graceful and pleasurably warm. I could forever stay blissfully trapped in your sweet storm.
My blood has cooled from its boiling point and my heart’s turned raw; nothing left but streams of apologies and regrets. Time has flown past me many times, but I still see traces of your footsteps at the back of my mind.