held exclusive
could it be true,
if that was me
in the midst of you,
your arms wrapped
yet, I in full view,
secure in mutual adoration
crimson and verdant long overdue.
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Tag Archives: Adoration
Self-Control
He does this thing
Where he’s patient with me,
Yet
Calls me on all my junk
And then waits,
That’s when I want to kiss him the most.
Affection
displayed here
the significance,
you know,
is in the details.
watch her grow,
strength
affects the crimson
upon her petals.
Musing
Allow me to pretend,
he’d feel like magic
with flawed skin,
an usually infectious
laugh and grin.
I’d be reminded
I am enough
over and over again,
and then loved
as if I were
his very own.
Maiden In Rouge
disheveled vision
midnight deluge survivor
warrior’s maiden
Moon Man…
He, impossible to control
Broadening in stoic strength
Luring her outside; pyre taking hold
Feeling the pursuit of the waves
Moon man, she’ll do what she’s told
Highlight those pearly shades
Illuminate her portal, as your story unfolds
Forever
Relax into accepting
Love lives within you
Feel true devotion, finally
And know it will continue
