Moxer.

I miss you every moment that you’re not around. I want to be a part of you and engrain in your soul just how much I love you. I want you to feel every emotion and heart wretch when I hear your name and make you shudder when the sheer smell of you makes me tingle. I want every part of me to be connected to every part of you. Eyelash to eyelash, and every vertebrae to interlock like a zipper. I want to be chained to you eternally and touch every noise that ruptures from your throat. I want to share the tears you shed and kiss away the pain that starts in your temples. I could be your adrenaline rush, your painkiller and your aphrodisiac. Serious as a heart attack I would wrap every vein around every bone in your ribcage and hold your heart the way you hold me every night before we sleep. Every breath, every laugh, every mid-sex sigh would be shared eternally, if but for a moment I could explain my love for you.