She wants the ink
to never fade
She wants the words
to always belong to her
She wants every love letter
written in permanent ink
Our sex
is not always loud
But
it is the harmony
of our two souls
with subtle moaning
of tongue games
Her nakedness
is the most elegant dress
for the freedom
of my sexual thoughts.
Her smile is like
a diamond
Her hug is like
a masterpiece
Her kiss is like
a miracle
Her voice is like
a symphony
and her scent
is like a treasure
Her body
an imperfect
mix of curves
creases and folds
bruised and scarred
and yet
I love it
Deep into our future
It may fail
Yet still
I love her
for all of these reasons
I love her
as deep as
my soul can go
loving her
with every fiber
of my being
and with every
beat of my heart
