your laughter rolls in like a hurricane. i now understand why people find a thrill in chasing storms.
you’re strong like an earthquake. i can see it in the muscles of your neck as you tilt your head back when i slide my lips around you or in how your jaw tightens before you moan my name.
your thoughts never cease. it’s amazing how much you know about the theories of philosophers who were much less optimistic about our fate than you are.
your heart beat is the only thing about you that is ordinary, a flashing red stop light that slows me down to show me the importance of your existence, yet it is still superior to any other pulse i’ve ever had the opportunity to listen to.
