In my feelings. When my subconscious consist of you. Deep. The sunshine kisses you and I'm sick off vulnerability. Jealous off every caress belonging to Georgia peach tan. Yet the sun is the ghost I wish I could be. The way you haunt me. Yet no one sees. This fever underneath. The kiss of Red. Just soft and sweet. Agony is candy. I hope when you look at me. You ready. Just before me. The river that slowly ache like a tsunami just to burn. I yearn such fragile things. That lovesick gaze in my dreams. And just this wicked prayer whispers don't Wake me. My emotions set on don't disturb. My body hooked on that candy rain set to flame. I breathe you in again and again. I'm the in-between of pleasure and pain. Your gasp remembers my name. This Love declaration always the same. Unconditional like art I move you to tears again and again. The way you fall. When my touch becomes genuine. Reality of your oasis. And mines is cradle firm lost in my hands. Yet you howl my name. Kisses just starving. Again and again Love is like a drug. I sip slow like wine. Nothing is ever this sweet. To me. Yes you cling to me. Obsessed over the ideal of I want you I need you I miss you I think about you time and time again. To know you are home to me. Not only when we are together. Solitude. I feel you like the sun. My caress insatiable childishly. Recklessly. The way I don't want to get enough. You bite your lip. How does the lipstick taste when you know you're in love? Just haunted by butterflies and fireflies that swarm your stomach. I swim just to drown kidney deep. Dark mocha. Is your prescription. Yes I'm a magician. But totally a bittersweet doctor. To know the secrets the sun doesn't know. The vulnerability. The jealousy. Of my emotions adore her.