You're a planet

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: September 20, 2017

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You've got an earthy taste to your lips' he mumbled after kissing me.

'You're a planet, my planet. You're a land to every traveler, a shelter to whom-ever was once lost. Your moods turn up and down like a red raged sky, your brain is a storm and your thoughts are pouring rain.

The blue bruises painted all over your skin are your very own galaxies from deep within. The stretch marks on your thighs, are geographical maps to your wildest sorrows. You're young, you're young as your waterfalls never stop visiting from those brown dreamy eyes of yours.

I love it, I love it when you're in a good weather, when your wind is happy and your sun is shining. I love it when you love me, when you allow me to own you, and to seduce every part of your body, your trees, your palms, your seas and your air.

I hate it, I hate it when you drown me with angry storms, with a dry land and fussy tornados.

I seize it, I seize it when you're weak, when you beg for my touch, when that lonely land of yours declare it's uselessness without the seeds I plant.

I suffer, I suffer when you're silent, when your wind is quiet and your breeze is dull; when your water stand still and your birds abandon the sky.

Oh my dear, my baby, you must suffer, you must suffer in ways I could never imagine. You walk around with a whole life inside of you; a life for you to live and another for you to give. Your roles have countless numbers, you're the provider of all ease and the weak with the shattered bones'.

He took a deep breath and stared into my exposed soul, continued with;

'My love to you is a thread of faith hanging from the seventh sky to what's beneath the fiery ground, declaring my belief in a God whom I have never seen, and my dear, your love is a touch of fire I've never felt. Your romance is a breeze from hell, and now I'm ashes on the ground.

Breathe me, breathe me and let me be the oxygen to your beating heart, the savior of your never rested mind. Love me, love me and let me capture every un-working cell, let me float in your veins, let me be your DNA, build yourself up again my dear, as I shall turn your heart to my resting grave, my ever lasting eternity.

Wrap your arms around me like an ill humor, and I too shall laugh, I too shall taste your bitterness, I too shall drug your acrimony'


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