Intoxicating..
One of the few words in the english language that can describe her...
With her, I am free..Free of my problems..my stress..my life..
Without her..I would perish..melt away in my sorrow...
Beautiful...
Is an understatement.
Why is she with him..What is it that clings on to her heart ?
Can she feel my love..feel it radiate in my smile..my laugh..my heatbeat..
Heartbeat..
It quickens when i am with her..
The simple thought of her raises a thousand sinful thoughts...Sinful pleasure..
Her touch..
Her touch is like fire..warming every corner of my body..my mind..my soul..
Soft..calculated..caressing..She is a goddess..and I am unworthy to even set eyes upon her..
If it were necessary to sell my soul to win her heart, then my love..
So be it.