Basically how I would write about you/your essence from the eyes of a lover or as if I were in love with you! P.S feedback is appreciated :)
✴︎˚｡⋆ Pile 1 ➛ Pile 2 ➛ Pile 3 ✴︎˚｡
Pile 1
I yearn for you, like a gilded poet in a golden cage. I’m rotting in here, lend me a taste? Oh lover, wherefore art thou, my lover? A bite in my cheek, the taste of blood in my tongue would be less metallic than this. You are charismatic, magnetic, and a fearless leader. I always knew I wasn’t the only one to know that. But lover, put your eyes only on me. Rest those electric conductors of your soul onto me. I’m begging. A sharp tongue but soft on mine. A purveyor of words and a knight of the eclectic mind. But oh, I know you love so thoroughly and so generously. You think you are inept at love but sweetheart, who is love for but the fool? Let me be the only receiver of your naivety. Don’t push yourself away from me. Come to me, for you beckon me with your intellect. Others manipulate with honey but I know your honesty tastes sweeter like cinnamon. You detach as quickly as metal, hot and cold, oh, but I know who you are. The core of your soul builds a home for you and me. With sharpened rocks at the bed you know, always remember a warm sheet for you at mine. With cyanotic lips of yours from the blizzard you knew, always know I’d revive them with mine. Every single time, with my heart at my throat hoping you’d feel the beat at your tongue. Let yourself love. Let the hearth at your chest warm up again. For I know lies there a golden heart extinguished by vicissitudes of life. We’re both in tattered rags and gluttonous eyes looking at church windows looking for a scrap of divine love, without knowing we have it right here—in each other’s embrace and tapestry of luxury. So slow down, my love. I fell in love with your passion but feel no need to be restless. Hold my hand, I’ll be the anchor to your raft adrift at an unforgiving sea.
(Damn, Pile 1, y’all got me yearning for you lol)
Pile 2
The light flickers at our place, violent like a police alarm. Still, it feels like home. Maybe it’s the warmth at your touch, the creases from your fingers as they hold my cheek and the calluses that caresses every fiber in me. I feel so soft and safe in your embrace. Like you’d shield me from the world and lift the curtain at the same time. Your eyes are like a yolk of sunlight at sea. So warm, loving, and just—yellow. If I were a fisherman of the myths, I’d wake up at dawn to catch such rarity at the surface of the waves. Maybe even travel to wherever the sea and sky kisses and intrude upon the lovers just to catch a material of your essence. Let the historians speak of your geniality and how you’d catch everyone’s favor with your smile, and poets of my being enslaved because of it. As you trace the night sky’s Cassiopeia, Cepheus to the north and west, Andromeda to the south—let me trace the pores of your skin in the same loop. You’re vulnerable, so let me be your protector in return. I promise I’ll keep you safe. Show me your shadows, the bones deep in your closet that’s webbed and never to be seen again. I don’t care. Whether you tame, placate, or let loose your inner beasts does not matter. I’ll embrace them with open arms even if the lion gnaws on my flesh. I’ll treat my skin bones as steel when that happens. So generous with your heart and patience, my love. Is it too selfish to wish it could only be directed at me? You can accomplish anything you desire, I only hope I am one of them. Let me be the one to stand beside you as you celebrate your wins with that enchanting smile and be the one to make a sanctuary inside the closet full of secrets you’ll seal your lips shut for. Do not tempt me in if you have no intention to keep me. Who knew the devil spoke no malice but of whispers of strength and promises of love?
Pile 3
If you’re the jack of all trades, I’d be the ringmaster of your fabric to let everyone know my lover is the headliner of every act. How does it feel to light up a room when you walk in? It’s as if the gods carefully crafted a wreath around your head so everybody’s attention is on you. You’re the hero of every epic and the valiant savior of every fairytale. I’d inject your halo into my veins if I could and get high on it. I’ll follow you, wherever you are. Like a shadow warning you of danger, the bane of enemies who wish for your downfall, and a companion in case you decide to step out of the armor you call protection and I call pride. Maybe the tree you climbed up in was more hollow than you thought. Maybe when you planted it, you didn’t realize insects were already infesting on it—the bark rotting inside silently. But that’s okay, I’ll be the pile of leaves beneath ready to catch you when you fall. What’s the burden you carry in your heart, darling? Let it go. Don’t worry, I’ll hold your hand as the kerosene overpowers the rotting smell. And I’ll interlace my fingers with yours as you set the lifeline you built on fire. Let hope be the stalemate of despair.
I am in forever awe of your imagination. Let me into your world? Don’t just let me have a taste or a fraction, let me feast on it. Let me cherish each word borne from that diamond mine like scripture. Let me be your muse even as you become a poet like me’s nightmare. I’ll shed my skin raw for your carnal pleasure, for I know you’d wear it on your sodden form like victory.
"You encircle me, your essence surrounds me like an aura.. you are so beautiful that I can't even comprehend the depths of your beauty. Perfection would be a good word, but not even that cuts it.. you are divine in your goddessery. You are perfect when you smile, you are perfect when you laugh.. I will love you forever and never look back."
Just saying, you are beautiful like nothing in this world - eUë
