Joshua Spagnoletti

I want the sweetness, the late-night whispers, the bare-bones honesty when the lights go dim, your hand in mine like it’s the last lifeline.

I want the soft mornings, the kind where your face is a mess and my soul feels less hollow just by looking at you.

But fuck, commitment? That word tastes like a cage, like walls closing in on a wild animal, like trading my freedom for a well-kept lie.

I want the good without the grind, the love without the chains, to keep my heart half in, half out— dancing on the line, never falling off the edge.

A heart once full of love and care

For someone who once was so rare

But now, a stranger stands in their place

And memories of love, a distant trace

Days spent in laughter, endless joy

Are now replaced with pain and emptiness, a void

What happened to the bond we shared?

Where did the love that we declared go, unprepared?

The eyes that once sparkled with delight

Now hold a sadness, a weary fight

And though we try to understand

The distance between us only seems to expand

But still, in my heart, you'll forever be A love that once was, a memory

Though now we may walk different roads

It's more than just a physical act,

A union of two bodies, fact to fact.

It's the dance of love, a tender flame,

The beauty of sex, an art, its name.

With each touch and every kiss,

The intimacy grows, a blissful bliss.

Two hearts beating as one, a symphony,

The beauty of sex, an endless melody.

It's a language that speaks without a word,

A connection that's felt, heard and seen, absurd.

It's the laughter, the sweat, the tears, the moans,

The beauty of sex, a love that's grown.

It's the giving and receiving, a perfect flow,

The beauty of sex, a passion aglow.

So let's embrace it, cherish and hold,

Love is a rose, the smell, intoxicating