Phases of my Love

Phase one is the need
the desire
the undeniable fire.
Phase two is the meeting
the clash
the unlined life in a flash
truly unknown
the attraction to see
how we fit
knowing full well
there’s no doubt in it.
Typing like lovers
voices under covers
bellowing out needs
aches in our loins
for the dirty deeds,
my nipples awaiting your bite
my inner folds swollen in your might.
I give it all
(not sure why you chose me after all)
just a flirt, you are
but I know
I
see more even from afar.

Ready to fight then burst
finding me first,
last,
broken seashells of the past,
you hold my soul
be kind
a treasure you may find.

Phase three
is, of course, full of sorrow,
for the life of tomorrow
always apart/ from the start/
cheesy love poems in our hearts,
being the same shape it’s true,
I can’t turn away from your shade of blue.
The dark calls me
your light brings me so close
I could feel you next to me
and your words
well,
they are the foreplay
of savage hearts.

There are more phases to explore
more silence to ignore
but I need you to read this
because it’s for you.

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