Your touch has made my skin hard to live in, as if the tenderness of your hands is a necessity for my existence, I still feel as if life stopped and we are underneath the everlasting moonlight, diving deep into your kisses as they engraved your love upon my lips, you probably will never get to see, hear or read these words, this might be exactly why we will waste away into nothingness, but how could I embody emotions not even the almighty himself has felt? Making it impossible to speak into existence all the fires my body is in dire need for your lips to extinguish… 

-obr_jay