Drink in these kisses,
Drunk on fine wine,
Feel you tickling my bones,
Every fantasy leads to me seeing your body on mine.
A toast to the memories both real and imagined.
Facts of me inside of you will blissfully forever be,
Quenched my thirst for breath and kisses, in the same you breathe into me.
May I beg you for more?
And when I do, I have you know it’s no pity required because I adore,
adoration turns into need,
Elation births belief,
Magnified ten everytime we touch.