The Butterfly Hunt ____ AKSHR

The Butterfly Hunt

 

A magnificence that comes out of your eyes, in your voice, in the way you stand there, in the way you walk. You're lit from within.

Your body is a delight, every day. The way you move, unaware of your own grace.

You are a pleasure to see, an ever-evolving thing that I never tire of looking at.

I want to trace the contours of your body and learn all the ways in which you desire to be touched.

I want to memorize your curves, and I want to know what makes you sigh.

I want to know how it feels when I touch you, and I want to know what you need from me.

And when I see that look in your eyes... You are a thing of beauty, my love.

____ AKSHR