How I love basking in your warmth.
There\'s is no interpretation of how much you consume.
There is no discrimination, on how you make those cellulite ocean waves move.
Your body welcomes me and yet embodies mine.
Interdigitation like locked fingers but in a sensational orientation of your cushioned spine.
As you smother me with your whole existence while compressing my chest.
I feel lost in your love as I fall
Into
A
Cardiac
Arrest...