adored

i've been adored for so long
but never received the kind of love
that i receive from you.
darkness isn't so dark
when pupils dialate
for two reasons.
the sounds of your
lips on my skin,
kissing softly and
leaving traces of your impact
by creating small bumps
all over my body
and the sound of your
breathing and shifting
and husky panting whispers
escaping and saying "you are
so fucking beautiful"
as your fingers trail across
my lip, my neck, my chest,
my torso, hips, legs;
yes, all of this sensory
becomes my eyes
as i realize you are
so fucking irresistible.