Your laugh is equivalent to the sound of cherubs giggling, and your smile is an eager floodgate holding back centuries of discomfort and sorrow. You look so lonely I just want to wrap my arms around your fragile body and never let go, like a warm incubator lamp to an unborn chick who doesn't know how to do anything other than get cold by itself. I want to cuddle with you on a Sunday morning in a queen size bed so we don't have any other choice but to be close to each other. I want to hold your hand in mine because I just know that they'll fit perfectly even if yours isn't the bigger one, and we'll walk down every street possible like that just to show people that we love holding hands. I want to listen to you talk about all the things that you hate about yourself so I can tell you how much I love them. I want to kiss every square inch of your body until there hasn't been a single spot gone untouched by my lips, to claim you as my own, because I just crave you so damn much, I want you to be mine. I want to indulge in the riches of your body and drown in the chocolate seas that are your eyes, I want to sink into your lips like a horse falling down onto a lush field of poppies, and I want to pass out in those poppies. I want the scent of those poppies to steal my consciousness away from my body and I just want to sleep in the endless field of poppies that are your lips. I want to trace the veins on your hands with my fingers, following them up your arms until they fade into your biceps and I want to trace your collarbones and your Adam's apple all the way up to your jawline until I get to your nose and I just want to boop your nose because it's so damn cute. I wish autocorrect would understand that "boop" is in fact a word and not try to correct me because I really, really want to boop your nose. I want to show you my favorite beach in my hometown and spend hours there with you but that's a trick statement because I live on an island and there are dozens of beaches and I want to explore every grain of sand on every single beach on this island with you. I want to navigate through every sand dune and wallow in every wake pool with you until we're both covered in sand, salt, sweat, and pure ecstasy. I want to take a shower with you but I don't just want to take a shower with you, I want to bathe with you; I want to lather your entire body in the finest of soaps and I want you to do the same to me. I want to stand there under the thirty dollar shower head, pretending that it's rain and everything is okay and we're the only people on the entire planet. I want to dress you in your pajamas so you don't have to lift a finger, and I want to drag you to bed and throw you onto the mattress like you weigh nothing, because you probably do, and I want to get lost in you, because you are my sanctum. I want to get lost in the scent of your skin, and I don't want you to help me find my way out. I want to be trapped inside of your headspace and feel every emotion you can possibly emanate because I want to feel you, not just physically, but on an emotional, mental, and spiritual level. I want to rob you of every sense you possess and satisfy every waking need you may have until we are both trapped inside the climax of euphoric bliss, floating together on white clouds through a sun kissed heavenly ambience; and I want to fall back down to earth with you from that high and I want to feel like I never came down from that high because when I see you I feel like I'm higher than I have ever been before and I can't get enough of the drug that is you. So please, just let me drown in the chocolate seas that are your eyes and sink into the endless field of poppies that are your lips, because I really, really want to boop your nose.
