I don’t know how to love you, but I have our lives to learn
To memorise your breaths, your moans and your edges
Because here in our fortress time isn’t real, our hearts are the only rhythm
We hate the cliché but love that it’s true, the feeling it brings no less than addictive
Don’t stop when I’m gasping that’s the way we go, tell me what you want and I’ll get us there
Making mental notes as we learn our lessons, each other’s teacher we know the tests
Deep breaths eyes closed and hold my hand, I think I know the route
Grab hold and don’t let go, I think I know how to love you now
Image courtesy of The Phope.