I can’t sleep without dreaming about him, he breathes me in, his touch is like a volcanic eruption, when he touches me something burns so deeply within my soul. These feelings are new. They scare me, but also it brings a piece of brightness to my life. I have always known one thing, a woman is nothing, yet with him I am more than just something.
I question myself since I have met this man that has brought these feelings inside of me. Is it too soon to feel the way I do?
He kisses me and I swear I’m flouting into a oblivion of that which I do not know.
But god, when he touches me , I can’t breathe, I wanna say things to him that I have never wanted to say. Yet I am so afraid, so afraid of opening up that part of me that hasn’t existed.
I have so much darkness in me, so much that I hide to protect him. He is the first man whom I have chosen, the first man who touches me like I am more than just the pawn in a game.
I fear he will never feel the same way.
He walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in him aspect and his eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
My heart bleeds for his chamber of the night,when our hands intertwine all through the night, and when he holds me close through till daylight, I pray god will allow a fairy light, and when morning breaks and sun shines bright I pray god would allow me to have his Angel for many nights.