Soul Ties

Can you take me?

All of me? I mean, every piece of me?

Every part of me that craves you?

Can you make love to me like I’m the only woman in the world?

Really get inside my body, rearrange my insides and imprint your soul on mine?

I mean really be a soul tie?

I promise every time you make me cum the stars align.

I mean… every time you kiss me I get tongue tied.

I mean…

And see this poem wasn’t even supposed to rhyme — but everything that’s tied to you comes together so perfectly in my mind

i can’t help but to create beautiful melodies that create a symphony of all the beautiful ways your presence sings to me.

I mean…

Fuck.

You really got me.

I mean… you really have me.

This soul of mine?

It’s in your hands.

This soul of mine…

It’s your personal butterfly & I trust you with my life because with you? All my dark days turn to light.

And if loving you was ever wrong, I’ll never be right.

We’re soul tied.