His Words

I miss the words that roll intricately from his inner wilderness, in the essence of our once upon a time, and I can't shake the urge to search for their true meaning, to penetrate the veil of ones heart intent.
 
All it took was one kiss at a time until my tongue spoke intimately upon his whilst embraced in a kiss to seal our love, instinctive to determine the definition of hidden smiles, of years gone by.
 
I dreamt of him in days of summer heat, and nights draped across the void as infinite stars sparkled, sprawled neatly and strategically as he manipulated my soft flesh until I was grinding upon his hardened notions, whilst exploring our mutual devotions until making love was fucking, hard and deep to ensure he left his impression upon me.
 
The depth of yearning hidden within ones heart and mind, is evidenced by the dull ache within a throbbing soul, knowing the destination leads to less but more, after pondering the loss of something far less greater in magnitude, is executed.

Sacrificial by virtue is our bond.
 
Our love unfolded upon a golden lotus, where the delicate nature of such a flower revealed his desire, and the true beauty of his solitude, amongst a garden bed full of soft petals that blossom and soak up the sunshine.
 
Long is the path I'll walk with him, holding his hand, whilst love, thou art was but a restless dream, driven by restless hearts, and a mind full of knowledge to empower and purify the subliminal divine, echoes of a higher calling to heal and soothe, to seed and harvest upon an open field of trust & honor, with the sole outcome to nourish one another until we both flourish, mutually.
 
Nature triggered the spiraling of souls, to attain the perfection of a cosmic dance, blessed by the sunlight, and serenaded by the moonlight, in a heavenly orchestrated piece, conducted by the muse in me, and the lover within him to reveal boundless depths of heart felt delights.
 
Where the bridge between sunlight & moonlight is as constant as the falling of sporadic stars trailing the sky during twilight, seeking to ignite the darkness, and illuminate the wondrous and glorious depth of still waters unchartered, immersed in honey coated slumber, whilst drifting upon fluffy clouds of knowing.
  
We move through the entrance of the unknown, where dreams are capable of exposing singular yet perpendicular visions, wrapped in a city of transformative silence, like a powerful promise was slightly fragmented upon a bed of sacral nirvana.
 
Hoping that a new dawn will enable us to rise above their longing of touch, and the alignment of mind, body, heart and soul, akin to searching for the holy grail, enigmatic and pure, emissions spring forth on feathered wings, and the heightened swirling auras permeate the tenderness of a shared love.
 
Yet the undesirable consequences are laid bare upon a stage, assuaged upon greetings by the stoic unknown spectators, yet gracefully executed whilst leaning heavily upon the elucidation of actions to attain the fulfillment that only shooting stars could ever deliver.
 
Like a wish that could be firmly grasped, full of grace and substance, without the sorrowful and poignant reality that infinity was lost somewhere, upon the string of translations, when here and now beheld the power of love, passion, and desire.
 
Enthralled and governed upon the power & knowledge of intent, where longing emerged as pain and his pain became the pleasure to purify our love, integral to birthing a rainbow.
 
Empirical by nature, yet woven by timeless threads, intricately binding, yet the sacrificial was beneficial to ones mode of operation, where functionality was stabilised to serve us purposely.
 
Even whilst the flashing of fairy lights flash in the stillness of my mind, with thoughts of his lips and hot breath all over my flesh before I close my eyes, and drift upon the fabric of his undivided holy grail, I am yours.

And, you... are him, m'love.