My thoughts of you only bring pain and pleasure,
The pain of you never being truly mine and the pleasure of having to fall for you.
Your skin is chocolate dipped in golden honey,
Your legs give me a rush of blood as my eyes wander along them.
Your breast may be small but they are golden.
Your lips, the smell like heaven.
But your body is not what I’m after,
I want to know your soul and have a connection
So that when we are old and no longer young I want to look at you and say “you are the utter most beautiful person in world”.