***Cliche'***

It's cliche'... but you make me a better person
Since I've been with you I've felt more alive than ever before.
You came into my life and brought an overwhelming feeling of dependency and helplessness.
My mind, body and soul are now occupied without space for anything more.
The love you give me is total satisfaction.
I mean thoroughly and intensely satisfying to the point of lost of consciousness.
The urgency in everything you do makes me want to be your reason for existence.
Do you understand my intentions?
It's the way you love me that feeds my hunger for perfection and significance.

It's cliche'...but no one has ever made me feel this way.
Every time I think of you and I together, I feel tingling, throbbing and sensitivity.
You know the sensations that create undeniable vulnerability?
The need to give myself to you.
You make me insatiable.
You make me want to erase all memories of other lovers and focus solely on you.
It's like I want you to hold me, bend me, mold me, make me into your own selfish entity.
You make me crazy, desperate, highly emotional, holding myself tight every night wishing..
Wishing I could be near you every minute, next to me, inside me.

It's cliche'... but you weigh heavily on my mind, every second of every day.
Even now with you miles away I can feel your lips on my neck.
I feel your breath, rapid breathing from passionate foreplay.
I feel you lying on top of me, heart beating, anticipation of what is next.
I feel your fingertips between my legs, slowly tracing over a softness so wet.
My weakness causing me to moan louder than we both expect.
The pressure you put on my tender spot causing me to push back and indulge,
Making me meet your soft yet steady glides, begging for your stiffness, greedily.
Incessant whimpers until you penetrate me, erotic screams of pleasure are divulged.

It's cliche'... but I want to be everything that you desire.
Whispering vulgarities as bare skin touch, rub, slip....and slide.
I want to be the one that receives you in every way, all feelings of shame aside.
I want to be that bitch, that whore, that neighbor you always wanted to fuck.
I need to give you that raw feeling of lust that keeps your dick hard and craving for my touch.
I want to be the innocence that keeps you from pondering the struggle of your youth.
I want to be your Earth, your Sun, your rotation, your salvation, your reality, your truth.
I want to be your wife from another life, your blast from the past, the one and the only.
I want to be the wide open space, the tightest of spots, the air you breathe, the wind and the trees.


It's cliche'...but the way you make me feel is so unreal.
You fill me up, it's never too much.
Of you and your sensuality, I can never get enough.
The complexity of your love can never be duplicated or overstated.
It's originality is filled with pure intensity.
It's invitation has become my motivation.
It's validity brings out the fire, the zest, the immediate wanting and needing, the urgency.
It makes me want to emerge full throttle, go the full distance to please.
Imagine all this then think of me. Whatever you want, I'll be...
Call it cliche', but it's true... there's no me without you.