High

It could be the way he calls me baby
The way he kisses me
How he says he loves me
How he selflessly pleases me...
Whatever it is, I'm high on him

His kisses on my neck
They drive me crazy
His "assisted interrogation"-
That question and answer session
As he gives it to me good
It drives me wild

We fight in the stupidest of ways
About who pleases the other better
He always wins

He makes love to me like he was born for that
And nothing else but that
He drives me crazy in ways only he understands

His soft hands
The thought of them on my body
Is enough to make me moan

His lips on mine
Arouses desire that could set my soul
On fire
How his breathing pauses
When I kiss him, and the only
Air we breathe is mine...
God I love this man

Our chemistry...
Always on steroids
Wilder than when he fucks me
In his favorite position- the doggy

Thank memories
They could be all I'll be left of him
Whatever the case....

In him alone will I ever know true love
If at all there's such a thing...