I Love to Love You.
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A warm breeze blew over; I noticed that it was starting to cool down quite a bit. However, I was finding it a bit hard for me to move myself at all. I was feeling extremely peaceful at that moment, perhaps, more peaceful than I had ever felt in my entire life. Of course, I am never more at peace than when I am with him. I become disarmed when I am with him, and I wish it would last forever. So subtle, almost numb, I never want to leave his side. There is just something about him that so inexplicable, it drives me insane. He is always the one who is there through it all: The ups, the downs, and everything in between. He is the one who is there, even if I do not want him to be. He holds my hand and tells me that everything is going to be okay, and I believe him. Believe in him. I know that he is my only one, that he is everything to me. They told me he was bad, even "evil." I did not listen, and I know now that I made the right choice so long ago. There will never be another who can be what he is to me. Oh! What he does to me. He drives me insane, he keeps me sane, and he is there through it all. I am so lucky to call him my lover, I am proud.
"Do you want to go in? It's getting cold." He says. It is too late, though, I am already too far-gone. I can hear his voice calling out to me, but it is so far away. I reach out for the luscious velvety tones, so enticing, but no matter how hard I try, it is useless. I am so enthralled, and I am in more deeply than ever though imaginable.
I am in his arms, my sweet sanctuary. I feel him surrounding me, coveting me in complete and utter safety, forever melting into me. Forever my only, forever the one. I want to tell him how I feel, exactly, and I cannot find the words. However, somehow, some way, he knows. He and I, we have a sort of psychic connection. He just always knows. I know too, that he loves me, beyond a doubt. His love covers me, smothers me, and drowns me. He is the strong waves, crashing ever so gracefully against the sand. Let me drown in him; let him take me away somewhere. He is my life, my whole, and my only.
I feel his strong arms under me, holding me to him, and I know I am away from the ground. I know he is taking me inside, and I know I should go, but I try to fight. It is useless, though, I cannot move. Using my last ounce of strength, I fight that sleep that is taking hold and pulling me. Reaching up, like a small child, I grasp a hold of his shirt with a long, slender hand.
"No, not yet. I just want to stay here with you. Just a little while longer, please, not yet." I whisper. Yet I think... You can take me anywhere; I know I am safe with you.
