Warm, Gooey, Sweet

If I told you that I cried for you, would you take me for a fool? I've given my body to you, explored the cosmos for you, drifted through the space of time and equilibrium because of you. Profound is this ecstasy that lives within my wake. Each touch a new escape, each kiss upon your brown skin a new taste. Your voice melts along sensitized skin like honey dripped over chocolate fondue... Left to sizzle in the sunlight. Warm, gooey, and sweet.