#t.l.sol

[goldengothicgoddess]

I am scared to touch you lest you be real and my fingers will be forever haunted by your softness

[goldengothicgoddess]

I look at you— a soul dripping with love. Your lips alone make me hunger for just a moment to glance at you. Truly, I do not believe I have the strength to taste a drop of your essence, I fear I would break under the spell of you.

[goldengothicgoddess]

My soul aches for you, it calls in a way that says “you must feel me” do you not? Do you not feel the same phantom touch on your skin too? Am I alone in how you’ve managed to make me come undone without so much as a single kiss? I have fallen apart by my own hands but they feel like yours.

[goldengothicgoddess]

I made an oath to you. Long before I met you. Long before my eyes could perceive who you were. Long before my hands felt your skin. I see devotion as blood, as teeth that tear till it tastes life. I see myself as a sacrifice; you as this sacred ground to kiss. You are not merely human or a soul— you are a basis of a religion, a god in the making. Allow me to worship you.

— Yearn for me by T.L Sol

[goldengothicgoddess]

The embers of my soul burn for you. The breath that leaves your lips haunt me, it’s as though I can taste your skin… you simply enchant me. I cannot inhale without the slightest hint of you calling to me.

[goldengothicgoddess]

If poetry is a spirit that possesses me; if it is a hymn of my yearning for you— you will be the god that anchors me, if empires collapse beneath me, you will be the god that lives despite death, they will find my love for you carved in the earth, my bones will be the last breathing testimony of you, they will look and see your name etched within them, they will wonder how you managed to sink so deeply within me. That will be our religion.

— Yearn for me by T.L Sol

[goldengothicgoddess]

I believe that the universe held you amongst the stars because there is no other reason for the way your skin glows or how your eyes feel like stars radiating from within you. My love, you look at me and I see galaxies..— you smile and it feels like the moon dipped your lips in its essence.

[goldengothicgoddess]

The gods of this earth cannot keep me from you. There is no devil strong enough to grasp the love that drips off of my tongue for you. There is no divinity to me unless it is the one I find between your lips. There is no religion until I fall to my knees before you… allow me the privilege to worship you.