Panting Poem

I still like to tell you how beautiful you are, how sweet you can be, how lovely you smell, and how you captivate me.
I know I might say it too much, it might seem like all the time, but the heat of your skin, and the feel of your touch, blows my fucking mind. I miss you, it's sad. Would it be all that bad, if for awhile sometimes, you were mine? -bigdbtc