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….
Written by @litlifelikeit