You.

I want to know how to please you.  How to constantly breathe fresh air into your being, so that I may be selfish and consume you.  Move you.  In ways that make us dance forever, US being in tune.  I just want to groove with you.

You are sunshine, no grey skies.  I’m trying to climb all the way to where you are, in order to get a better view of you.  You are a gift from the Creator, created on the most expensive canvas.

I just want my strokes to make it so that I’m worthy of continuing to examine the masterpiece that is you.

And if time is precious, I will never waste it by being anything but of value to you.

For I adore you, the definition of true love….

You.

Written by @litlifelikeit