Ink Stained Soul…

Basking in your presence makes me able to breathe.
Myself, whole.
Thats what it gives me.
I’m in awe of you.
Your wit, humor.
The kindness in your actions.
How you gently indulge in my thighs, then fiercely take me.
Yours.
Always yours.
Time does nothing about this fact.
We have danced this dance for so many moons and it remains true.
Nothing is you and I.
The only change is the bond is so deep that we actually don’t have our own seperate beginning and ending.
Two fused together so intricately. The man that kisses me, places a pillow under my head as his pulls me closer,buries himself in me in the early hours one last time before I must go, and the man I laugh with. He belongs to me as much as I belong to him. We are more than most people can comprehend. Accepting, understanding, and appreciating living beside friendship,love, and passion. Wildly supportive and protective. Inextinguishable.
That is Us.