I don’t know what I am or where I belong

Simply put, it’s just me

A lover, a friend, a stranger to myself.

I live for love and life in my heartbeats for those who are still breathing.

But this feeling is so different from what I’ve felt before. This is not just an ordinary love poem. This is the real thing, and it’s going to break my heart. And I know that if he really loved me, then he would never say these things.

My love is more than this, more than anything that has ever happened in my life. Before I know what I’m doing before any of it makes sense to me, I pull the trigger with a trembling hand.”– David Levithan, David Levithan, Boy Meets Boy I think of love as a thing that I’d like to taste in life if I could. It’s not just one kind of love, it’s many different types of love and the best part? Love is infinite.

The great thing about being alive is that there are more things to create more love around.

The Passionate Kiss

As I feel the warmth

Of your breath

My soul shudders

My mind explodes

Feelings of love

Kisses foretold

Your lips upon mine

Your body is so close

The truest beauty

Of heaven therefore

Taking it all in

The volume of love

Expansion extreme

The feeling of your lips

So vibrant, so tender

Kissing my neck

The whisp of your breath

Once more I can feel

The hotness of your lips

The passionate kiss