#letitbeyou

Sometimes when the world can seem so friendless, I have you to save my day.

082716 I said, “You are my kind of flavor.” She said, “And you are my love.”

I imagined there will be you and I sharing snuggles on an unmade bed with all its sheets pouting at its corners because it almost cannot take the comfort we dig into each others’ arms. Then we breathe into each of morning’s breath, sharing unfinished stories from yesterday because we were cut off by a sudden surge of intimate longing, of deep hugs and deep kisses, yes deeper we did, and we did not know when we ever could stop. We lovingly stare into each of our souls as we ate our breakfast, pausing in between our breathless glances for tender kisses. We were neither full when I found myself on top of you as we relentlessy rocked out the spirit of that clueless chair. To feel lifeless yet ecstatic, weakened yet becoming, are only few of the words I can use to describe all these, but really it can never be mouthed. But You and I The only words to make out of how perpetual can this feeling go beyond the hands of this mechanical time.