My beautiful murderer

Just to kiss your soft sweet lips and run the tips of my fingers through every pore on your back. slide my hands down your spine where they meet the small patch of hair on your lower back. here my fingers will linger as i peek through our kiss and giggle again which breaks the lock of our soft pink irritated lips. he kisses my nose my checks my chin my eyes and neck. in broken silence i feel his warm breeze of his oxygen surrounding my neck,which makes the hair on my body shiver and stand. the feeling of waking up in an ocean of blankets laying naked in the arms of a beautiful murderer. not just some ordinary criminal that has stolen my love, but one that will hold my bleeding heart endlessly behind scenes. not even enough time to catch my very own eye. to say those simple three words that will let out my natural true beauty and the passion that i have to wards a beautiful criminal. these words will soon roll off the tip of my tonger uncontrollably but contained. i will then put my arm around is slender smooth neck and slide my hand up the back of his cutely upward growing hair. staring deep into his dark mysterious eyes and keeping mine open wide as possible, not showing my weaknesses. not showing the passionate misery i have to wards a man in my life that will soon be unsealed. the sound of our voices inert wine and collapse from being to harmonious. every flowing tune rises the pace of my heart beat. as we lay together harmonizing, my ear on his chest listening closely and feeling the vibrations of our muzzled sounding voices echoing inside of us. with the shadowing sound of his abused rapid heart beat. a pulse that tears my ears that i cant bear to listen to. i will hold this murderer in my arms with my weapon and rose at hand,and kiss my love, till my fingers bleed through this gun and my rose will leave a stained reflection across my chest, what a beautiful murderer.