Soft kisses on your belly owns me. Every time my lips touch your skin I sink. And I try to express the depths of how it is I see you. But the words I seek aren’t as beautiful as the truth. I’m captivated by the feel of having you close. I crave to get you alone. My dreams are vivid but they aren't real. The use of you is what I need to feel. You’re my peace, my joy, my passion so alive. I’m calm with emotions exploding claiming you as mine. You don’t havta do anything but exist. And here I am wanting to witness you live. Happy I am, laying in bed with your presence. Looking at the amazement in your eyes that someone has fallen so deep into me in so many dimensions. Mind, heart, body and soul. You are home. And I am me lost in a dream. For when I awake, I just want you here with me. Your essence is never gone when I stop dreaming. You’re still as real as you sleep as my desires watch you breathing. We live on both sides of physical and spiritual for do exist. We need not remain asleep to truly live.
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