I Love You My Way

I love you— my way— I am hungry to pound on you thirsty to drink you; crazy to tease you; as always— my nails on your bosom lips on your sweetness; blood in your heart. I love you— secret way dark way; dusky way kinky way; twisty way curvy way; stormy way. I love you all way; anyway; all— that is my way. I miss your every bit— the warm blood; the weary sweat the loud moan; the shrilled cry; the shudder; the quiver; the quake the calamity; the devastation the life; the death; the re-birth everything; every bit of thing. Yet I know—I don't love you; I don't love you enough. I am searching some expression stronger than— pounding heart; thirsty soul crazy mind; dark desire; secret wolf. I am working on it— day in day out to love you little more; little more and more. I want to love you the way— I touch you— and you stop your breathing. I want to love you the way— I smell you— and your flesh is already in my teeth.