senses

my eyes,
they see your beauty,
capture your light,
enhance your love for me.

my nose,
they smell your fragrance of chanel,
sniff in your everything,
suck in your love for me.

my hands,
they touch your smoothness of hair and skin,
hold your fingers with care as if they were glass,
grab your arms when you try to escape your love for me.

my ears,
they hear your every whisper,
absorb your every laughter,
listen to all your love for me.

my mouth,
they say my affection for you,
pronounce your name in my sleep,
kiss your subtle lips and all your love for me.

myself,
i give in to you,
to you i do,
i do everything you say,
all you say is true,
and truth is all i need from you,
if you love for me too.

okay im being lame here! somebody stop me from writting poems! i think im getting to addicted to them!

will it ever stop?

my feelings are genuine,
are genuine as leather it is,
it is so subtle you are unable to detect it,
dectect it if you may,
you may do as you wish,
you wish as i know to love me,
love me you have,
you have to have trust,
have trust and have faith,
have faith and have me,
have me in your arms,
in your arms you will hold me tightly,
me tightly oh so tightly,
so tightly you must,
you must stop here now.

yes i must stop here!!! dont write anymore!! bloody hell!!!