sweet lover, i long for the moments that our bodies become one. you and i intertwined like two beautiful hues of blue on an empty canvas. you whispering words only love can inspire as i scream out little fabricated romances that should be recollected on nearly endless pages of mango scented poetry. music to my ears. closed eyes, hands touch my body as if it is covered in braille and i am your only library. you make love to me without paying attention to the time, there is no clock. sweet lover, you and i have just fallen in love.
