My Heather

Wrote this when myself, and fiancee rekindled our love.

The gates to her heart had been locked for so long.....thus all she knew was how too only be strong.

She opened the gates to her heart for me with seeing me as breathtaking. ...... I never felt I was close too being good enough for the future we were making. 

Intimacy between one another was nothing short of extraordinary...... then in losing myself in my head it was nothing more than customary. 

Connection between 2 souls that was of the rarest contours. ..... something neither of us had felt from another and caused our purest allure.

Sleepless nights in hopes of our declining passion......to sleepless nights of our own souls keeping our desires to a limited ration.

She had hurt me like no one had done as her predecessor....... As I hurt her like only a man that lacked as an unworthy confessor.

She begged for his heart and his ultimate truth....he could only give his heart and a basket full of untruth.

I looked for every flaw in a woman I saw as perfection....... because the skeletons in my closet scarred me of my own reflection.

Her heart had always been shattered and humiliated. .... I promised her I would be the one to mend it yet I was the one to cause it to be detroyed more than those before that she hated.

In my eyes I did everything in my power to be her knight taking her to the ultimate dreamland..... yet I become nothing more than the one who drove her to the quickest of sand.

Yet through all pain, suffering, and unrest that I have spawned..... she still sat and begged for the man that made her desires of him so fond.

Missing him had became her primary avocation.......as his only avocation became to tease her heart with difference of pulsation.

He never realized until he heard the tears flow from her conscience...... that in his heart missing his other half was nothing less than a painful abcess.

He sees himself different and knows he is more than meriting...... her love will drive him to achieving something that is nothing short of a life that is inheriting.

Passionately, absolutely, desiring, lusting, and obsessing.......that is my state of mind I am in as I pine your body to be caressing.