Dear My Future Wife,
I want to be wrapped in your essence and smothered in the taste of you.the taste that you poured into my soul when our bodies collided on that fateful night that made you mine and me yours.
A beautiful sight of our lust that shined like wet lacquer in lust brimming over and simmering from our mangled bodies that created so much heat.
The very moment our bodies touched and the universe expanded behind our eyes, the glittering passion dancing in your iris.
Rolling me through tombstones, the rush of a forever feeling, in this life and the next, our past lives have to be connected.
The familiarity, the bond, the safe space.
I’m starting to think forever isn’t long enough as we have been bound across miles and stars.
I pray this isn’t a fleeting moment and our love is timeless, ever evolving… for time has no end.
Krazi Karma 