Sweet Divine,
Sweetness of his scent as we passed through time.
I knew I wanted him, and his eyes could tell...
My lips never uttered the words, but my body spoke for me.
Deep inside me, it brew, the need to have you
it grew.
Undercover brother, will you be mine?
Undercover lover, I won't read in between the lines.
I won't try to diagnose the sugar coated lies, and say I have diabetes.
Because the kick of it all--
I live for the sweetness you bring...
I let the tone of your voice follow the sound of my anxiety as your fine words continue to ring and ring and ring
Clinging tighter to you, shut my eyes so I dont have to...
deal with the insanity that comes with loving you, deal with the sobriety that comes with loving you.
Loving you, loving you, fucking you, loving you...no fucking you.
It's the fucking you that has me fucked up over you,
you lay me down onto your mattress and instantly i feel the ground,
my inner soul connecting to center--
you find my center, and lay yourself in it...
my mind revolves around you...
you've become my sun..
You've become my center.
my center.
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Poetry For HIM
PoetryThis is a collection of events, experiences and moments I have garnered throughout my life in respect to all the HIM's I have had. Enjoy the depths of my feelings, my average word play and my perspective of the different loves I've experienced. Life...
