...locked in my heart
Distance is relative
Irrelevant in my mind and contingent only for physicality
The proportions of our connection are boundless,
multiplied by the stars that align above us
Energies transmitted through the sky
Its the night that brings our bodies together
Interlocking gazes
Intertwining spaces
I could wrap myself in you for days
Warm my skin with your ardent and impassioned touch
I could kiss you for years
Linger on by the whisper of a breath
by the braid or the twist of your hair
I could dive into your pillow head first,
or just bottle up your masculine scent and take it home
anything to keep you close, keep you mine
...at least till the sun comes up.
-M. Peña
Irrelevant in my mind and contingent only for physicality
The proportions of our connection are boundless,
multiplied by the stars that align above us
Energies transmitted through the sky
Its the night that brings our bodies together
Interlocking gazes
Intertwining spaces
I could wrap myself in you for days
Warm my skin with your ardent and impassioned touch
I could kiss you for years
Linger on by the whisper of a breath
by the braid or the twist of your hair
I could dive into your pillow head first,
or just bottle up your masculine scent and take it home
anything to keep you close, keep you mine
...at least till the sun comes up.
-M. Peña
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