A kiss should only belong to the energies science can not fathom ..

Kiss her so deep on the inside, until you've become her introvert. Make her heart pump so bad to passions, it thumps out of her chest to become her extrovert.

Love is beyond the realm of skin, the fadings of time, the erosions of distance.

Love is being wrapped up inside of each other; until nothing else exists

Love is two, splashing into the statics of atmospheric electrics

I wasn't loved. I was just a dumping ground for her demons to rest in my heart to if it was their grave.