i’ll paint you colors of love, naming the boldest one’s after your eyes so dreamy. slowly, it’d intoxicate me, only to bleed ballads, that I’d carve all over your body, in places where once my lips visited. wrap your tongue in mine, and witness how they’d make love, like we never could. your lips so tender, oh I’d feel the warmth, as slowly our tongues will dance together on songs, that once were mere poetry, until our love led them out of the whites, only to feel them, play the keys of the strings of my heart. oh the melody echoed through the night, as i found myself out of breath, yet wanting more, for oh i’m home at last. sit on my lap, love. fill the empty spaces of my fingers. let me imprint my name on your neck. i feel the passion, as i slowly moan, while your lips engraves, a rose so pink, on my neck, which bloomed, only to remind me of us, making love yet again.
letters painting romance, from the canvas of my heart, for tonight i’m bleeding romance, only to slowly drown in it and oh this time, i smiled.