if i was sure of you,
sure to match my moods with yours, i would say you were my perfect pair.
but you are to me a delicious torment.
with you i am warm, yet unprotected,
i am weak by your touch, melt in the very presence of you
i crave your company, yearn for you
but you remain my sweet bitter pleasure
you invade my thoughts and i am unashamed.
you have the power but you wont be the death of me
between us is a strong pull of prolonged undying emotions
you die in my cuddles
you are enraptured in my gaze
my brown eyes fulfill your every dream
you are the peacock
how i dare say i am the very death of you
i am excited by your game
we both know that every time we part momentarily
we die and live again when we meet.
you are a menace, but i dare not say i live without you
i am a gem unrevealed
you are the skillful miner.
you crave my very depths, you beautify me
you will remain my delicious torment
my very depth yet unfathomable you will crave
my service, your calling
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