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LIPS
I could kiss your lips all day, if you let me.
I don't know how you do it. How is it that your lips are the last things that I dream of before I drift off to sleep?
I want no place in heaven if you were my greatest sin. Because the way your lips are flawlessly pressed against my neck, oh my goodness, even just thinking about it, it's a type of paradise I'll never be able to forget. Amazingly, you chose to kiss, over my pulse, over my flushed skin, rather than tearing my throat out with your pristine white teeth and leaving me for dead.
Numerous could claim your kiss is one of the devil, because how is it you have the lips of a sinner but the heart of an angelic saint?
My jaw just so happens to be the perfect shape for your hands when you cup it when you kiss me. I love the taste of your flavoured lip balm and the way your lips effortlessly fit over mine. Your nose occasionally bumps against the skeleton of my glasses and you chuckle when you knock them askew. Your tongue has taken me to places in my mind I have not yet had an opportunity to explore.
Your lips are all I can ponder. They are driving me insane. What spell have you put me under? My love, I demand to know.
BEE KINGSLEY
YOU
Sweetheart, you own me, body and soul.
Promise that you'll fight to hold on. Promise that your hand won't ever slip out of my grasp.
Promise that you'll never let go. Not if you can help it.
Believe it or not, I need you.
More than the air that I breathe. More than the blood in my veins. More than the water that quenches my thirst.
I've needed you everyday since we first met.
I don't know what I'd do if I'd lost you.
It'd destroy me. I would be a shadow of myself, a soulless shell. I'd be nothing without you.
You're important to me.
Please know that.
I couldn't possibly live without you. I can't even fathom it.
Don't you dare tell me that you are not worth my time.
Darling, you're worth every beat of my heart.
Why, my lovely, it only beats for you.
Only you.
BEE KINGSLEY