YBS

 I’d dive into your ocean
Rise to impossible heights
I would lay you out
Grow Yaupon holly of your skin
That sharp sting of salt
The air pressure heightens
Little oxygen makes you weak
Gasping breathe
You beautiful sweetness

I yearn for you
Hunger games
In my heart
Titanic
I ache for you
Gone With The Wind

I want to be near you
I always want to hear you
I love the very scent of you
You beautiful sweetness

I want to marinate the warmth of your skin to mine
The friction of hair against hair between air
I want to feel your soft touch
You beautiful Sweetness