Write me poems......

My most erotic fantasy
Is to have dinner with my boyfriend
In a room
Just us
A bed on the floor .....
The room lit by the shimmering saliva that drools from the lips of sun and moon kissing
 he ... Would feed me strawberries
As I am blind folded

And as we lay in the spooning position
He would read all the poems ... He's ever written ...
About love
About us
About me
About fears

He remembered all the times I sighed
" Babe ... Just write me poems"

My sweet .... I want to feel your voice ... In ways unimaginable
Defying the cliches of touch
Want your voice to discover me ... Stirring the dust beneath my feet ... And melting the oil that froze on my skin .. From the kiss of moon's rays ...
Let your voice .. Achieve all that is unattainable by touch ...

I want to hear the poems
The kind that makes me feel terrible for all the times I hesitated to care enough for you with every second

I want to hear the poems
About our children you feel in my womb , every time you've been on bending knee , your arms roped around my waist ... As you anchored your ear to my stomach ...

I want to hear the poems
About The awkward kisses we have ... That felt more alive than the planned or perfect ones ... The awkward kisses where teeth reminded us that they are present ...
Where tongues were tired .. And argued .... And lips interlocked for minutes .... Just perched on the bench of our chins ...

I want to hear the poems ...
About the nights we fought ...
And the night we laid in bed ...
Eyes that meet along the path of hurt
And our anger wasn't nullified
By the typical " make up sex "
But by saying sorry ..
Laying in bed .. Legs that hugged .
And we listed the ten favourite things we love about each other
.....And kissed with each one said ....

" I wana hear your voice "
" I wana hear your poems "
" I wana hear you voice "

Break the mirrors that hold ur reflection and carve ur initals into my palms !

Let your voice become my liver's neighbour !

Write me poems ...
With the fangs of ur voice
Make violent incisions on my mind ..
And let those beauty marks ...those scars of love . Blossom into wounds that open ...
Wounds that breathe ur soothing voice
Mellow tempo ..hurt me with symphony of love

Write me poems .. My sweet
Write me poems ...