Spread light wherever you go
So last night I was sleeping with my girl and the way I cuddle her, my face is in her boobs and sometimes makes it hard to breathe but that’s okay because boobs right, well I guess I was super tired and I fell asleep right away and woke up gasping for air because my face was just being suffocated by her boobs and you know what, if that’s how I was going to die then that would have been fine by me
I still look back on those evenings we spent together as the happiest part of my life, and I wanted it to go on forever.
I seek truth and beauty in the transparency of an autumn leaf, in the perfect form of a seashell on the beach, in the curve of a woman’s back, in the texture of an ancient tree trunk, but also in the elusive forms of reality.
I’m not a boobs or booty kind of girl, I’m an everything kind of girl,
I will get excited about your ears and your fingers,
I’ll lose my train of thought over your shoulders and down your back,
Your legs will need to be draped over me in some form at all times of relaxing so that I can run my hands over them,
Or your back will find a rest against my chest and between my arms,
I will praise your forehead and your eyes,
I will tickle the back sides of your knees,
I’ll blow warm air onto your cheeks and kiss your smile,
Sometimes your frown,
I will touch every inch of you that you allow me to touch because I will not solely love the curve of your ass cheek or the perk of your breast,
I will love every centimeter of you,
When I am focused on you,
You become more than a warm body to me,
You become my laughter and the place I need to mindlessly touch to feel home,
I will love all of you.
No, you know what’s sexy? Replying as soon as you get her text. Showing you’re excited to be around her. Admitting how you think about her before you fall asleep. Now go tell her she’s a piece of art and that you see the stars in her eyes, because she deserves no less.
I feel like I’m constantly worrying about the next part of my life without realizing that I’m right in the middle of what I used to look forward to
