My Longings

My Longings

Those gentle kisses, is it love?

Its as though I’m being wrapped by red rose petals,

While my body is entering a paradise.

The kindness in his pink valleys is enough to have me wonder,

Is it all I need?

I ask myself, why do I feel the way I do?

I long for the day that we both come to the conclusion that,

That kiss was given for no motive other than want.

I cover his eyes while I feel the fire in his eyes burn through my soul

A sensation so strange to the human body that once present,

How is one to act?

All I need and want is to feel his body burn with the adrenaline flowing through him.

At times its as though compassion has been overruled.

In that moment we know the world has come to its terminal point

For which no jurisdiction is allowed.

All I need is a motive to never give you up; to stay.

When our lips overlap it's as though the winds take me away.

I fly, a theory I once came to believe was false

But now know it's possible with him.

The pressure he bestows upon me is enough to turn me into a precious rock

Never once have I felt the way he makes me feel.

Without his presences it's as though I have been thrown in the depths of an abyss.

Does this mean that all I need's his presence to build my empire?

Is it love?

If so I desire it all.