Magnum Opus

The intricacies of the dips in your skin

Reigniting the heat, such feeling of the bumps

That follow the trace of your fingers.

All of the insecurities of my flaws

Massacred by the touch of you on me.

Bound in the silence of sweat and heavy breathes,

My gasp and a word of sweet nothings.

Such desperation for your lips to meet my skin.

As art on a canvas,

I beg for you to create the most breathtaking opus;

One of two bodies colliding and becoming one.

Like supernovae exploding among the stars,

A palette of colors and sounds and us.

Tangled limbs and a home in being so full of you.

I am consumed by your existence

And the presence of you beyond me.

Such intensity in being the center of the cosmos,

But only for a moment before the world begins to spin once again.