not cowering
the mist of your lips moistly caressing me, without and within, body, lips, neck, skin, tongues twinned, whisked me to a twisted list of wistful sensations resulting in a single declaration it’s game, set, match. you win. if i’m not in love now, it must be the next stop on the green line. i’ve been avoiding the touch of your mouth to my skin i know. i’ve been afraid to love you because i’ve been afraid you couldn’t love me but after everything that was said today i could no longer resist much as part of me screamed for you to cease and desist and let me languish in my fear of commitment the pre-existing condition of our co-existence in this heaven we created got my heart taking over with insistence that i persist in telling myself the truth i’m in deep with you there isn’t anything i can do but even better there isn’t anything i need to because you’re approaching me with all honesty days have turned from seven to four to two in which you can go without seeing me and a few hours ago you showed me with all certainty that this isn’t just about the preference you have for my body the reverence you have for my mind the relevance you find in my soul’s kindness you like ME this she that i am i am slowly realizing is an ideal to you. so maybe instead of running from this feeling i should patiently, as