Love
What if I told you I look at your pics because it gives me a sense of comfort? It gives me something to want for, a sign of hope, a reason to want to be better. What’s better than love? I can answer you that; the feeling of falling. The only thing about this fall, I don’t wanna be caught; I don’t want it to ever end, and this is only the beginning. What’s better than the act of love making? The anticipation of that moment, as I lay next to her picture with the mere thought of her presence. Its an orgasmic feeling, when I say her name. Its a blessing... if words could manifest the essence of true beauty. I’d scream to the top of my lungs. From the tallest skyscrapers... to the most remote places, every term of endearment to describe sentiments of the monumental relevance she represents. LOVE!!!
(2014)
