I long to hug my darling angel, to hold her in my arms.
I would feel my precious flower breathing in my embrace, her body contracting as her exhale spills over my ear, feel my loves soft hair pressed against my forearms, her beautiful waves exhilarating every nerve they touch, feel the warmth of her body emulate the fire of our love, warmth that can melt a heart of stone, feel my true love's burning ear pressed to mine, willing to listen to my every thought, feel her loving arms expressing her mutual love, her petite hands pulling our souls together as one. I would feel the heart of my hearts captor beating against my own, feel the symbol of her life resonate it's will to live, feel it quicken, as I also feel my own, feel it it soften, as I coo words of love in her ear, feel it leap, as I gently caress her side, feel it slow, as I nuzzle my nose in her hair, feel it quiver, as I move my lips to hers, feel it stop, as I whisper "I love you", feel it melt.... as our love overwhelms us.
I long to hug my darling angel, to hold her in my arms.