Ink Stained Soul…

That part of you that hesitates from me, I think you should listen.
I don’t want to be with someone that hesitates. I want a man that’s sure. That in his heart, in the depths of his bones. His soul vibrates ‘she is mine. ‘ A man that cannot fathom anyone but him being the one that protects me, that pleasures me. That my smile is only for him. That my laughter eases his soul. That he is the one that gets my sighs and moans. My soft skin can only be under his touch. So that hesitation you feel, that means you are not mine. For we are made of shadow and bones.