My answer to your question
is not a word,
but the slow glide of my hand along your back,
a kiss pressed to your tender lips,
and a yearning so fierce
it breaks through every boundary.

You are not just someone I love-
you are the pulse beneath my skin,
the fire that smolders quietly
until your touch turns it into flame.

I see you in the shadows of my longing,
in the trembling space between
breath and need.
And when you look at me,
the world forgets how to turn-
because you are my gravity.

There is no limit to the affection I feel,
no rule strong enough to contain it.
It spills over like warm silk,
unfolding in every moment I imagine you near.

Because I love you-
not just with my heart,
but with every ache,every whisper,
every stolen second I crave you.