.::Kaikon::.

.::A poem I wrote out of pure sleepyness and yet I think it turned out really good hope you guys like it::.

Just how many times...Does he plan on destroying my heart?

What hurts...And feels so good...Is getting all mixed up. Its so embarassing.

Whats most mortifying...Is that even though he claims he can't control it...He still swallows me whole without hesitation. I can't stand it.

Touch me, Touch me more with your hands with your heat burn yourself into my body.

He hasn't even touched me yet, but of course, like it or not his deep, ringing voice, is plunging thgouh my body resonating like a thunderclap.

Its so deep, but it resonates, and so sweet its enough to make me cry repeating thoes sweet words over and over. And he continued to whisper it in my ear.

I would do anything for my beloved if thats what he wanted so, please excuse me. You told me yourself I don't have to impress you, but. I'll do whatever it takes as long as it means keeping you with me and theres nothing I can do about it.

Is there a limit, a boundary to the feeling of "love", I wonder? Even if I hurt you, even if you hurt me. Instead of our passion turnning into loathing I'd rather...The scare be burned into your body like a brand and that way, you will never be able to forget me and we will never be apart. Never...Never in my life have I loved someone as I do now. And never...Will I love like this again...

Author's Note

.::Ignore grammar problems::.