I want to make love to you
With cinnamon sugar coated words
Bearing deeds of agony and Triumph.
I want to dance the night away in your arms
Sealing the space in between
For I don't want to birth communication gaps
I want none of that burden.
I want to stimulate
Your intellect and mine
And watch it inch towards
A cataclysmic orgasm
I want to wake up to your morning breath
Entwined in mutual embrace
And basking in indestructible trust.
I want to satiate your cravings
Caress your ego
Mould the towering ambition
Expecting to be compensated for the same.
I want to savour every bit
Of your untamed outbursts
And your zen like focus
As we sync in turbulent coexistence.
I do not want all sunshine and daffodils
Perhaps a cloud burst or two
As we scramble to approve our lapses
And watch the rain wash away broken promises and tears too.
And when we depart
Traces of love tattooed and scattered
Adieus drenched in respect
Know that it was a solid saga
Cause my dictionary doesn't hold phrases broken mid sentence
My rational mind sucking upto forever
And forever it will be
That you are mine.