Remnants of My Happy Heart

what is it that i crave more and more each day each moment is it the electricity that spreads through every single cell of my body is it the chill that runs from his fingers along my skin is it the warmth that the looming gaze brings to my cheeks and then flushes across my skin what is this craving i can't get enough this unshakable desire for him only one option remains it encompasses all else brings clarity to this want for him love as pure as the sheep in a pack of wolves disguised love as pure as the summer rain after a long period of drought it's his love i crave it most more each day and more each moment i desire his love for now until forever or, at least, until i reach my grave.

his tender hands which touch me tingles slip down my spine his kisses upon my bare skin goose bumps forming his brown eyes which look through me into the depths of my soul his hair which i stroke brings feelings which i have forgot his love which fills me brings me joy in this dark place.

my life is filled with worries and care for someone i hold dearly his lips upon mine, soft and inviting remind me i am loved but why why do i deserve this undying affection or his physical manifestation of love i don't deserve it he's perfect, beyond my reach yet he loves me i feel it deep down in my bones its beat rapid, flutters just under my chest heart it breathes with emotion confused and in love i love him so much i burns deep down in the put of my stomach but i don't deserve him.