One second, I feel you.
Two seconds, you feel me.
Three seconds, where are you?
Four seconds, are you gone?
Five seconds, come back.
Stop being so ephemeral.
Ven.
I hear you say yes you love me,
I am puzzled to learn that yes you need me.
In every kiss yes I satisfy you.
Every touch on your skin yes electrify your body.
You kiss my forehead, yes I am yours.
You intertwine your fingers with mine, yes you are mine.
You look at me with your big, bitter chocolate orbs and pronounce in a caramelized but confident voice; yes I'm staying.
Six seconds, you kiss me.
Seven seconds, I kiss you.
Shut up.
Stop counting, you squeeze my hand hard.
Enjoy me, let's enjoy ourselves.
Photographers: mosthvost
There is nothing inside you that is not a clear example of beauty within chaos.