Perfection, breaking Free.

You’re perfection.

I love you. 

Hidden light amidst cracks within shadows;

brokenness cascading down our souls

melting into rainbows

who prefer to dance on the fine lines of heaven and earth.

Us.

The energy to process you - volcanic.

I offer my heart both healing and prophecy. 

I finally taste the desire of patience within eagerness. 

I finally taste the desire of relief within pain. 

I finally taste the desire of change within stagnation. 

I finally taste, you.

I chase you, desire, to the ends of each timeline

As we begin anew. 

A masterpiece of creation.

The muse. 

I fantasize about you in the hallways of my mind. 

Past and present - together as one.

The key to which unlocks the gates of hell 

Flooding in with fire burning at their tongues. 

I close my eyes and dream of you. 

Clutched at the throat of what I chose to speak to you.

I love you. 

Fuck, I love you. 

The gross, disgusting, gut wrenching, passionate, agonizing, soul melting, people displeasing type of love there will ever be.

That love, we created together.

I kiss your lips and we land on the gates of heaven and hell. 

Oh passionate lover of mine,

how you will always be an angel in my mind. 

Your skin forever glowing in darkness, guiding lost souls on their way out. 

I close my eyes and feel your hands touch my chin, lift my gaze and look me deep within my soul. 

I will never again be the same. 

Your love is profound. 

Heaven sits at the floor of my feet as I know a love like you exists.

breaking free.