I love my lover with a D.
D is for the desires hidden in day dreams. D is for the depth of the pleasures he gives me. D is for the deep darkness living inside him.
I love my lover with an M.
M is for being the muse I travel to when my mind has lost its path. M is for the music beneath my feet when he touches me.
Somewhere in there, is an R. R is for the raging storms of fire that build up with every passing second. R is for rain, the sweet smell of rain, sweet smell of nature.
Beneath that carefully put together fence of bricks is a C. C for care, maybe courage. Or the bottles of Cognac or the burnt out cigarettes we shared in our own silence.
H is for happiness, an unexplainable happiness that explores no bounds.
I love him with everything, and I guess that's an E.
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