poetry flows through my veins and turns into velvet fire
on my fingertips, stained with ink from crafting stanzas
laced with clandestine desires and salt-drenched lust.
i only wish that i could press my lips to your cherry-sweet
mouth so you could taste the moonpainted poetry that you
inspire with your heart-melting smile and stardust eyes.
take my hand and jump into this aquamarine pool of metaphors,
because i want both of us to drown in this ocean of poetry,
all inspired by your sunlit devotion and unconditional love.
i trace the imagery onto your skin, coating you with lovely
words of forever, and poetry that tingles on my fingertips,
crafting beautiful syntax from your chocolate whispers.