Kiss

I want you.

I don't tell you but I think it every day.

I want you. Putting emphasis on every word I say it three times over. 

I want to kiss you unil are lips are raw and there is no emotion left to be shared. 

I don't ever want to stop kissing you.

I want to wake up with you every morning and go to bed with you every night.

I love you.

But sometimes I wonder. 

I wonder if we can,

I wonder if we can make it together. 

You see, sometimes I don't always want to love you. 

But you want love nonetheless. 

You're never forceful, you dont push but you sure as hell nudge. 

Sometimes it comes out of nowhere.

Sometimes it scares me. 

I know once we start you'll take control and I just have to be there. 

I don't love not knowing how much I will lose.

I want you.

I want to marry you someday.

I want to kiss you so fiercely that for a moment we are the same person. 

I want you more than you know, and once I start kissing you I don't want to start.

But sometimes I don't want to start. 

But you do.

So I do. 

And then we do.

And eventually I turn back to love.