When I breathe I feel you in there. I’ve never had to share… a space insides of me before.

I’m bursting at the seams with you inside all the time. My center is always full. Keep trying to breath you out so I can hold you close and make you mine.

There’s no better way to describe that feeling outside of sublime.

I keep thinking I’ll wake up and this feeling will go away. When I realize that it’s something else, you don’t exist and this blissful sensation you create in me will be missed.

Thank the one who made you and I that dreams can’t last as long as mine….. seems to be hanging on, not wanting to die.

Can it be that even as surreal as this seems ?…….. it is real and you really are what’s gotten into me.

Most can only see a thing of this beauty through the glass. It’s out of reach for them as they pass by the store front of life’s desires window shopping from their wish list as they aspire to be like us.

Preserving the feeling of intensity you create from within my core drives me to take notice of these things and well document them. Not ignore each subtle sensation of what this has become ……a lucid experience of the most overpowering exhilaration.


I love you with all my heart and then some.