Your sweet embrace
your delicate kisses
your warm rich voice singing words of love and passion
just to me, only to me
upon a thousand falling stars.
Let me whisper this back to you
My soul is yours to feast on, my passion is your drink, my body your endless night to take refuge in
You do this one thing, this small thing for me-
Go start the dishwasher, I forgot to do it earlier.
Oh and let the cat out while you’re up.
Daily Addictions Prompt: Decline