Friday, October 25, 2024

candle

I crave a slow burn.

I don't want anything rushed.

I want to be best friends before anything.

I want to cherish you as if you were my family.

I want to know everything that makes you you.

I want time with you to be like reading a book.

I don't want the sparks when we look at each other.
Those usually die.

I want the burning sensation when we touch, the desire to know more.

To know more of how your body looks when we switch positions.

I want to learn what your body enjoys.

I don't want to talk all day long; we'll soon get bored.

I want to hear about the important parts of your days so I understand what priorities we share.

And when conflict arises, because we know one another, we'll do a fine job at damage control.

I want to see how the seasons change you.

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