This Gift of Blood & Beauty

It is a gift of beauty and blood, though I’ve no name for it.
It is a feeling too weak to be branded as love,
Yet, too intense to be a simple infatuation in my mind.
So I settle for feeling you, in every form you come.
Is it possible to be intoxicated on a feeling?

As sunsets fade into sunrises, my eyes roll to the back of my head
My control gone, my heart wild, but I’m too high to come back down now.
You lips sing notes onto my skin, and I struggle to hit the notes with raspy moans.
When the song comes to an end,  the notes are too high, you watch me fall apart,
Under a flame that burns others from my thoughts,
And spreads like wildfire across my chest.

So when the magic fades and the stars dim from behind my eyes,
There are so many things I want to tell you, but my lips have sealed themselves shut.
So I let my body speak my mind, and pray you understand the secrets she sighs out.
I’ve known the flavor of your brand liquor,
Enough to chase, enough to gasp,
As your kiss burns what’s left of the air in my lungs,
Another has never left me speechless until you.
I want you to know I whisper you name alone,
As you tongue unfolds riddles from my skin.

So I let you whisper dirty things into my ear,
And I’ll let my imagination take me to a place of sweet nothing.
Perhaps a feeling is the best it will ever be
Just this moment of ecstasy between two bodies, two souls.
But know there is no need to question my intentions,
And do not let my mind speak for my heart
Because the two can only seem to agree on one thing;
That this gift of beauty and blood has no name but yours.

Love Like Summer Storms

Trace my name in the breaths that leave you soul,
Let me breathe in the ways you love me,
And exhale the ways I need you.
Our bodies colliding like the summer storms,
Hot and heated and so full of life,
Better together than apart, the rain falls and steam rises,
Passion building, only to explode and engulf our flames,
Driving us deeper and deeper into our passion, ready to erupt in the worst ways,
And yet they feel so, so good.

We drown in each other,
Inhaling and exhaling the best and worst we have to give,
Because this is what love is meant to be,
Beautiful and lovely and willing to bend and mend the parts of us we can’t fix by
ourselves,
We are good on our own; whole in the person we built throughout the storms we’ve faced,
But together, together we create something we cannot name,
Something that leaves our souls speechless,
And I know I only find that within you and the ways your name is etched into my heart.