If He Were To love Me

My love, she is endless

My love, she is pure 

Her light is overpowering

There is no dark when she is near

 

I close my eyes and I see her there

The freckle near her mouth

Where her lips wait anxiously

Curving into that quick witted smile

 

The sensual dip of her skin as it settles beneath her cheekbones

Makes my skin burn, as I am overcome with longing, longing to roam

Along the smooth texture of her body

 

I want to be near her, to feel her

and smell the sweet powdered smell of her skin

I want to watch rose petals spill down her hair

tucked, messily behind her ear

 

It drives me crazy every time

 

If she were to love me as much as I love her

she would feel the intensity of the fire burning within me,

Frighteningly so, as it keeps its grip around my heart.

 

This is what he would say,

If he were to love me.

 

 

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