His Words

His words cut like knives,they feel like smooth silk running across my fingertips.
Where is he?
He is all over me, covering my body
like oil falling all over my body.His words are like broken glass, shattering on my hands
like knives slicing away at my heart.
His words make me not want to breathe,
they replace each breath with a soft velvet kiss
each rejuvenates me and brings me back for more.
His words make me cry, his words make me laugh
his words make me sigh.
With each I love you, heaven seems closer and closer