I Love You

My heart is beating,
and it's faster than the wind.
My head is spinning,
faster than the world.
My pulse is pulsing
like waves crashing on a beach.
Lean in, lean in,
I want your kiss.

And I want your hand
to gently caress my face.
Your smell makes my high
and your lips are my drug.
I want to feel your body,
wrap me in it's embrace,
and feel the warmth coming off you,
warmer than the sun.

It isn't lust,
it's passion.
The passion is burning,
it's brighter than a flame,
hotter than the core
of this earth we tread.
If I were to die right now,
my last words would be,
"I Love You."

Your arm is softer than cotton,
and your lips like an
ocean breeze.
You body nice and muscular.
Your breath on my face,
is all I could ask for.
Your thumb, rubbing my hand,
your other arm around my waste.
My hands on the back of your back.
This passion, is more sacred,
than the moon.

I love you.