My love is a billion little pieces of memories unrepenting.
Filled with passion and loving making so unrelenting.
My memories are filled with the smell of your skin
My chest is familiar with stubbles in your chin
The way you look me in my eyes as you pull me in
And dear tell the world my love of you is a sin.
There is no sweeter feeling that your lips on my skin
More intoxicating than juice and two hundred proof gin.
I relive the instant you quaked your love for me aloud
It was a raining day in that moment I saw no clouds
You held me in your arms I smelled your cologne
So sweet the aroma I knew I’d found home
Feeling the ripples your tight lean body
As you took me to ecstasy higher anybody
So intense the experience as dream
No intense the climax I screamed you name
As I floated back down to earth
In the clouds I left all insecurities and hurts
I’d found the warrior that heart was meant
A love like this is not perversion; its heaven sent
Standing in the streets filled with complete strangers
I proclaim my love for you with out fear and no dangers
Something so pure and for many they toiled
To have something so real eludes most of the world
A billion little pieces of your essence in me
A billion little pieces of you so heavenly
On many nights I wake with teary eyes
Because in dream you were not there at my side
Rolling over in panic my chest rip with deadly fear
To see your silhouette gives calms to my cares
A billion little piece of heaven in your eyes
A billion little pleasures between yours tights
A billion ways you love me no soul can deny
A billion little death I would die if you’re not by my side.
11 comments:
Man screw that love ish! *eye roll*
Let's go back to being bitter! hahahahaha
WOW!! That was deep...I'm definitely feelin' that.
Love is such strange
creature,
made in heaven,
born in suffering inferno,
so intoxicating with
its poison
and yet so sweet,
heart wants pleasure,
soul wants more..
Ecstasy and endless pain
the very essence of this
creature..
Your poem is intense..and the passion in your lyrics..Beautiful.
I was wondering when the poetry would be back...That was deep!
stone~
It takes a minute to have a crush on someone,
an hour to like someone, and an day to love someone...
but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.
~ Unknown ~
Stone, get outta my head!!!
Great poem. And picture. And the title is so timely.
Your writing is lovely!
I really like this poem the line "My memories are filled with the smell of your skin" is great. This is really some great stuff, keep it coming.
That was seriously beautiful...nice job!
sentimentaly sensual, i dig it.
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