Do not love me
in parts
or in waves.
Love me
the way you love
a strong whiskey -
I swear my kiss will warm your throat
just the same.
Love me
as though I am the oxygen
you need to survive -
like every time you breath me in
isn\'t quite enough.
Love me
but do not say the words
until they accidentally tumble from your lips,
like you simply can\'t bear
to keep them in any longer.
Love me
as if my body and soul are a map
and all you want
is to conquer the world.