The smell, the aroma
that you give off while crawling around in my sheets.
Giving me the warmth of another human body,
keeping that feeling in my soul that I need to stay sane.
The noise, the sounds you give off,
your laughter as we walk in the green grass filled with rain from yesterdays sky full of grey clouds.
The sight, your beautiful features,
The only thing I see when we're surrounded by other people, your beauty.
The taste, the sting,
that drives me crazy when your lips touch mine,
when your sweet taste travels from yours to the air that gives us oxygen.
The love, the sweet surrender I give to you,
The love that makes me obsessed more,
more,
more,
everyday for you.
Being your servant,
you paying me with your drug,
is giving me what I need to survive in this deadly world.
My respect, the givingness,
the givingness that I collect from you,
is what drives me more,
more,
lunatic about you and what grip I have on your love.
The love,
the love that gives,
the love that smiles, at me,
the love that drives, hangs on,
to what we need.
The love that grows, makes us stronger through anything,
everything that tries to rupture us,
our love.
The love,
that gives us the power to
achieve,
overcome,
and love.
more than what we need.
