our prophecy

our love is the greatest mystery. though it has been prophesied that we will reunite soon, my mind & heart tug at one another desperately attempting to make sense of this speculation. while i value practicality, my soul craves your touch. my skin yearns for the kisses you trail down my back, assuring me that there is no place you’d rather be. than alongside me. our bodies interlock like the sun and the sky, absorbing the infatuation that we share with one another. while looking into your eyes, i am reminded that we are, in fact, meant to be. our souls executed this contract, far beyond any time we could’ve measured. i’ve waited eagerly for these moments. to lie on your back while holding your chest, to admire your gratitude for the love you’ve been anticipating to receive, to laugh in each others arms at the ridiculousness of our colliding personalities. you are who i’ve been dreaming of, the muse to all of my creations. you are the man i’ve always known to be deserving of me. loving you is effortless because you are my home. wherever you lead i follow. the proof is in the movement of my hips when your head rests between my legs, tasting the sweet nectar that secretes from my being. it is indeed my greatest pleasure to serve you, my king. to prepare your meals, to rub your feet, to protect your secrets, to be your safe space. wherever you are, whomever you may be, i am waiting patiently for your arrival. there is no need to rush, my love, i am expecting you.