My Heart of Desires | 3

86.) French Lullabies.

My heart years for you,
for the physical connections, for the intimate one-on-one conversations until midnight awaits,
for both of us to become vulnerable and share secrets while sipping strawberry wine, hidden in the wine cellar. 

Hell, I would recite poetry with you for the rest of my nights, slam poetry at its finest, romantic sonnets and swoons amidst the drunken room.

My heart yearns for the intellectual conversations others would think are insane, for staring into each other's eyes and watching them glisten while we talk about our passions. 

Yearning for the day our lips melt into one another's and our heartbeats synchronize to the symphony of our french lullabies. 

I'm pathetically, unconditionally, passionately, and erotically in love with you.

~ Taylor-Anne
November 13, 2020.

A/N: For my future hubba hubba.