I will write in words of fire.I will write them on your skin.I will write about desire.Write beginnings, write of sin.You're the book I love the best,your skin only holds my truth,you will be a palimpsestlines of age rewriting youth.You will not burn upon the pyre.Or be buried on the shelf.You're my letter to desire:And you'll never read yourself.I will trace each word and commaAs the final dusk descends,You're my tale of dreams and drama,Let us find out how it ends. - Neil Gaiman
Happy Valentines Day Husband dear. I love you.
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