Born To Be Created

I Tried

When you fully seek out who you are, know that it means you were born to be CREATED!

I wanted to see her fine print. Her lacy view as she mounted me. As I poured over my pot full of lust and love. I wanted to show her off as who she was. A rare, one of a kind dove. Her words soft as they mounted her for the glory they spoke. So gracefully they flowed from her fountain and into my immature heart. My pride would not let me hold on, for it was not ready for something so ready. For it had been still a child afraid of something that was grown. Abroad. Worth it. Not knowing how we crossed paths made me feel like we made for eachother. We were destined. We were made to love. But I had to be the candle burning both ways and lit us a-flame. Tearing us down and apart from none other than eachother. Getting farther and farther away, we lost touch. Connection. Love for one another. Yet love cannot die, so maybe it wasnt meant to be. Then somehow being burned we flowed. And we conquered and became one and till this day I realize that it wasnt meant to be, but we we born to be created.

Fill me up with your care. I yearn for every touch of you. Make me herden with so much love I could burst. Sensually and sexually you turn me on, and verbally and mentally you mind-fuck me. Physically, by you, I shut down and make my last nights feel like the most recent. See my best in my worst. Know I love you indefinitely. Dont fight my words but make out with me with them. Make me cry at the feel and sense of it all. Overwhelm me with the sensuality you give. Seek me out. Dont leave me behind. Just come here and love me. Take me far into your realm and keep me safe. I want it. I want you. I want us.

A little poetry for you. Im realizing that I cant just keep up on a story. So every chapter or so, you will find poetry. This needs time getting used to im sure but the story itself will be amazing. #JustWaitOnIt