Just another love letter
I cannot decide which one it is... Please help me decide, please... Please tell me. Which is it? It might be your smile. Or when our eyes meet and converse without a single word uttered The way our hands intertwine independently as if they have a mind of their own, seeking the spaces in between our fingers cause it feels like home. That fragrant scent you emit, when we hug O the warmth, delicious, intoxicating, that goes beyond skin seeping through my pores and hits the spot that counts, My heart. It actually takes all the strength that I have, to contain my self and give in to the urge of never to letting go Your lips, that might be it, sweet and succulent, tender and soft... Mesmerizing, you might as well be telling me about the details of a vasectomy's procedure and I would find myself - attentive, captivated, enchanted. Eating every word that comes out of your mouth, secretly wishing that my own was moving against yours all the time. Might it be all the days, the nights the...