Truhtfully this one isnt any where near ur best

"The missile's of water
crash on my skin.
You come and hold them
in your hands, letting them
become apart of you."

I love this part, but as you already know i love your love poems no matter what =)
Oh, on a side note, apart would be too seperate words in this context =)
Well done on this one
5/5
*Gem*