There was a time when my heart melted. My legs buckled. My chest pounded.
Your gaze weakened me
Your touch dominated me
It was a new type of pleasure. I never knew existed.
And you shared it with me, sucked me in.
There was a time when the cold of sorrow froze me. Numbed me.
Your gaze stoned me
Your touch crumbled me
It was a new type of torture. I wish never existed.
And I solidified in a thoughtless state, reduced of will of my own.
There are times when my heart flutters.
You gaze invites me
Your touch ignites me
It is a new type of passion. Birth from love and defeat.
We found the spark together. Our transcendent flare.