I Love, I Loved
I loved how my name would escape your lips at the peak of release. A gasp wrapped in sound, low and deliberate. I loved that. I love how you thought I wasn’t enough, incomplete in your existence. A lost thought caught up in the breeze. I love that. I loved how a weekend rain would draw you to me, devious and playful. A cautious need tip-toeing just beyond the precipice. I loved that. I love how he symbolizes your future and how thoughts of our past are dipped in passion laced with regret. I love that. I loved how a well placed tongue would cause your thighs to vibrate and how I had to remind you to breathe. I Love How My Sins Could Never Out Run Your Ability To Forgive I loved that. I know you loved that too. I <span style="color:#d7b065" class="has-inline-color">.love</span> how the idea of me runs amuck, just before your hunger breaks. I love that. I loved how your pain escaped among your tears - freed in my embrace. I loved that. I love how my sins could never out run your ability to forgive. God help me, l love that. I loved how you loved me, when it made sense. A riddle tucked away for today, but only realized tomorrow. I loved that. Fuck, I still love that. I love how when the end came you asked for understanding and I gave it freely because your desire was to be free of me. I love that. I loved how sweet you tasted but hated the bitterness it left. I loved that. In truth I loved it all but love is all that remains. Yeah, I love that too MH ~ ...