so they say love is better the second time around & its a lot like going in for seconds when you already know how the first dish tasted but you just can’t get enough so you head back for more
i wonder if you’re as good as my second plate of saag paneer i’ve been working on for the last half hour knowing i’m too full to continue but willing to stuff myself completely for the sake of feeling complete & utter fulfillment of you
I love the sound of your voice, And the way that we touch... I love the warmth of your smile, Cause I love you so much! I'll love you forever, In just the same way... As I have from the start, With all of my heart, everyday!
breathing comes easily after i've made you *** with the fluid motions of my love-sick tongue. i could write about how our voices say no but our bodies agree, they fit together so perfectly. so i'll keep thinking of arrangements of words to describe your touch, or how bad longing for you hurts.
I can argue with you more than anyone because somehow you'll show me that I'm lovable beyond my means. Even in our mess of confusion, we make sense. Not always, but we make do.