The night is near the sky is deep blue,
I love the night
His eyes are bright blue. They seduce me ilke a Deamons lure. If he even breaths my name I hear true bondage and real chains sharp knifes are for play, he is hells teacher and heavens creature he is of no one faith I am on my bended knees I'll receive him. He controls the world, he lives, his love is and has become terrifyingly real. True . Loves embrace. He holds me shares and bares his soul with me. Acceps my insane unrational side, nurrtures my soul back from insanity. He is my husband, a passionately violent focre. When we make love each time is like near death or rebirth explosive and render. I close my eyes and see his body it effects me handsome and nude. I dream of his tenderness and crave his intensity the vibration of his voice sooths me. His voice his hands and face bring me back from places most stay forever without his constant trust and his able well managed mind mine would be gone forever never to love or feel again. Thank you my husband of 12 years I vow my soul to you undying faithfulness and my heart is yours my body I give completely I am your right arm, you wife. I Love you.