Why can I not find the words to say how I feel
when your hands are entwined in my hair
as your breath floats across my neck.
The way my being melts when your hand wraps around my throat
and your voice whispers in my ear
How my body warms at the look in your eyes
as I hear your belt slipping out of its loops.
Those times you piss all over me
and I am of no mind
I cannot put not voice to the way my heart melts
when you wrap me in your arms and rest your lips on my head
I search for, yet cannot find
words for these things
that you do to me.
Those ways in which your bindings have set me free
And I cannot find the words for what you are to me
that I am
and will always be