I kiss her tears the same way I kiss the beautiful peaks of her breasts and the warm valley between her thighs. I kissed her nose the way I kiss her belly button, as if to make her giggle. I kissed her forehead the way I kiss the palms of her hands and the tips of her toes, a thank you for everything she does, a thank you for existing.
When we are together, time has no meaning. We lie on a bed of white sheets, we are on the moon, floating in a sea of milk. The stars shine down upon us, their light making our skin glow.
My love is naked. Her hair is dark and falls about her face and shoulders like a shadow. Her cheeks are flushed and her lips are parted.
"I love you," she says, and her voice is the most beautiful sound in the universe.
I trace my fingers across her brow and her lips. "You are perfection, and I am unworthy of your love."
"Do not say such things, beloved. There are no words to describe how much I adore you."
"Then we must show each other."
She smiles, and my heart fills with joy. "Yes," she says. "Let us show each other."
Her kisses are fire. They burn through my soul and set my spirit free. When she touches me, it is as if I am being born again, new and clean and pure. She takes away the darkness and the pain, and leaves only the light.
She is my goddess, and I worship her. I kneel at her feet and pray to her, my face against the cool skin of her thigh. I rise and lay my head on her breast, listening to the music of her heartbeat. I stand before her and hold her close, breathing in the scent of her hair.
She is my salvation. She is the air I breathe and the blood in my veins. She is the sun that warms me and the moon that guides me.
"I love you," I whisper.
And she whispers back, "I love you, too." ✨❤️✨
When we are together, time has no meaning. We lie on a bed of white sheets, we are on the moon, floating in a sea of milk. The stars shine down upon us, their light making our skin glow.
My love is naked. Her hair is dark and falls about her face and shoulders like a shadow. Her cheeks are flushed and her lips are parted.
"I love you," she says, and her voice is the most beautiful sound in the universe.
I trace my fingers across her brow and her lips. "You are perfection, and I am unworthy of your love."
"Do not say such things, beloved. There are no words to describe how much I adore you."
"Then we must show each other."
She smiles, and my heart fills with joy. "Yes," she says. "Let us show each other."
Her kisses are fire. They burn through my soul and set my spirit free. When she touches me, it is as if I am being born again, new and clean and pure. She takes away the darkness and the pain, and leaves only the light.
She is my goddess, and I worship her. I kneel at her feet and pray to her, my face against the cool skin of her thigh. I rise and lay my head on her breast, listening to the music of her heartbeat. I stand before her and hold her close, breathing in the scent of her hair.
She is my salvation. She is the air I breathe and the blood in my veins. She is the sun that warms me and the moon that guides me.
"I love you," I whisper.
And she whispers back, "I love you, too." ✨❤️✨