Can’t wait for that vision to come true.
For us to be alone, in that hotel room,
with sea-view and rose petals on the bed.
It might be a cliche,
but for me it’s a step forward.
And a chance for you,
to devour me and make me yours.
Can’t wait for you to make love to me.
In that passionate way of yours,
steal the vanilla in me.
Deep kisses which leave me moaning,
Your name on my lips, a chant.
Make love to me, yet be ruthless,
Feel me, cover me, love me.
Can’t wait to fall in your arms,
after being tired of all the action.
To be your home,
and to be your temple.
Sacred and also scared,
but with you, no more,
as, you have imprisoned my soul.
Can’t wait to see the sun rising,
birds chirping, and you humming,
a beguiling song, just in my ears,
holding me like you never wanna let go.
And just then you look in my eyes,
promising me more.