If I could spill the words to make you love me… I would
Onto the floor in front of you…
Up on to your bare feet and the ratted hem of your jeans.
If I could paint the picture of a perfect us… I would
Brilliantly colored and outlined in blood…
Sweat and tears caressing my canvas ever so softly.
If I could cup you face in my hands… I would
Covering it with soft kisses and nuzzling your nose…
Tasting your sweet lips and swallowing your tongue.
If I could hold you close… I would
A warmth that soothes my very soul…
My heart beating only for you.
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