I’ll make you scream. Everything in you will burn and tense. You will never feel an ocean so deep as the rage you experience with me. All of my fire ignites when you come in the room and the oxygen is sucked back until it explodes. I will brand my heat in your brain until flashes of me flicker in your dreams as if I were spliced in between shots of your life as a movie.
You will be loved. Endlessly and forever deep you will be loved like nobody ever loved you before. You have been loved, yes. I concede that I have not been the first person in existence to realize your transcendence. What I will never relinquish is the power in which I will break everything you’ve ever known and put it back together as if we’ve done it for the first time.
Kisses have never been kissed until I kiss you.
Hot showers on cold days have never run down the face of your cliffs as they have after we’ve traversed each others naked bodies.
The sun has never spread across your face in the early morn as it has while laying next to me.
You don’t know what you’re missing until you find it with me.
All of this because of you. You’re worth changing worlds for the better. I want your smile. I want your loving gaze from across a room. I want to be the first thing that comes to mind after your mind goes blank. I want all of this and because of that I want to do everything for you. Let me, please. Let me, every day.
Assault me with your lips. It’s the only way I know how to describe the force I want to feel from you as you kiss me.
A blow of fury.
Ride your forces across my lines and invade every corner of my existence. Don’t stop until your charge breaks through. Don’t stop until you’ve crushed me into you.
Kiss me. Love of god, fucking kiss me. Bite my lips. Pull. Tug as if your rancor’s suffered long enough and you’ve needed to unleash a ripping of flesh as if your fangs cannot be satiated.
The balance between heaven and hell in a kiss is awkward. To miss someone so much you want to hurt them. To love them so hard you want to die. To touch your lips to there’s so intensely that the desire to do them harm is only outweighed by that to heal.
A kiss should kill you both and then breathe life back into your lungs.
The heat should not let up, but only build inside the cauldron. Friction of your tongue to mine, pressed hard like a fist into a fist. Both sides unrelenting until your head, or mine, moves from one side to the other. Wildness takes over. We glide along together and our tongues dance. Only the instinct of survival, to breathe, allows us to unlock our spiral.
The magnitude of our ferocity will spark a fire. The fire will burn between us only until we’ve extinguished it with our lips. Nothing else can stop the ache in our bones but each other.
Kiss me and don’t ever stop.
Kiss me like this every time, as if you’ll never kiss me again.
Kiss me as if all your plans are cancelled.
Kiss me as if your eyes only shine against mine.
Kiss me forever and I’ll love you just as long.