He feeds me his deepest melody
whispers my name in the language of love
parts my beauty with the tempature of patience
gently unwinds his time with me
He...Him....
Has fallen into the sea of happiness
touching the intensity of us
cascading the sunset of a new day
He....Him....
Reads me like a book of romance
boardering on suspense
intrigued in the essence of my being
shifting on plateaus and planes of sacrafice
He...Him...
Gives me chills
like frost-bitten injury
my heart pumps... like adreneline
anxiety poses no threat on love
exposes no danger, but call caution sofly
easy is his nature
He...Him
Burns the purest flesh of me
internally he tingles my souls ability to fly
to know that he... is the love in me
and I am the love in He..... Him
Written By: Rose M. King ~a.k.a~ ThaPoeticRose