Insatiable

 I have this insatiable appetite for you,

All of you.

The sleepy, messy and passionate morning sex,

The playful neck bites,

The inquisitive nature of your questions and the attentiveness as I answer. 

Your beautiful tigers eye gaze, and your soft rose lips. 

The "can't get enough of you"s and inability to consume one another in excess...

Because babe, we are never too much-

I can't fathom how I've gone decades without knowing your soul-

Having you drop into my life has been the most beautiful blessing;

And now-

I can't imagine a day without hearing your voice or a week without feeling your touch.

The more you unravel and expose your twists and turns, the more I catch myself falling-

The most beautiful tail spin,

My hands thrown above my head, throwing caution to the wind as I give you the wheel.

It's the moments where we are thinking the exact same thing and literally catch ourselves speaking the same words-

You are in my head,

I beg you to make yourself at home.

Your tender aura engulfs me,

And mine, you.

I'm so lost in you, and I hope there's no way out.