I want to rest my confused,  jumbled and chaotic head on your hard but placid shoulder..

I want to touch your delicate face and interrogate its edges.

I want to hold your rough but pleasant hand, kiss its every candle and let it slide all the way to my willing face.

I want to sit right next to you and tell you how bad or great my day was.

I want to tell you how my allergy surfaced when I ate crab from the event I attended last Sunday.

I want to look at your smiling eyes whenever we go to somewhere ravishing. I want to see how it light. I want to see how it shine.

I want to watch your every move, how your developing fluffy muscled arms flex everytime you chuck woods to boil water to keep us warm.

I want to let you know how my heart jumps with so much delight whenever I got to spend a day with you and how it constricts everytime I have to go. Because yes, I don't want to leave you. I never did want to leave you.

But the very thing I'd really like to do is to smell your natural masculine scent, hold your face with my smoldering touch, look straight in your eyes and lean closer to your ears and whisper,
"let me love you, let's be free.."



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