You need to know

There's something about me I need you to know.

I think you're the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I'm mesmerized by your eyes. Your smile is truly the single most pleasant thing I've ever laid my eyes on. I think I could survive on your smiles alone, if I had to. If I could.

But your ass.

Holy living fuck your ass.

A work of art. A machine designed with the specific goal of seducing me. Perfect in every way.

Yes, I want to see your smile every single day. But I want to see your ass every single night. I want to… touch it. Is it firm? Soft? A little of both? Fuck me, I don't even care, it looks perfect, how can it feel otherwise?

That one day, walking around in swimsuits, for a while I was behind you. You have no idea - no idea at all - how very difficult it was to keep my eyes where they belong. Not gonna lie, I stole a glance. Maybe two. When would I ever get the chance again? And damn. God damn. How is your shape so… perfectly aligned with my taste?

I could spend a lifetime worshiping it. Worshiping you. Worshipping the ground you walk on. Worshiping your heart, beautiful as can be.

Because, yes, this is physical. Yes. Oh my god yes. I can't see you and not think of sex.

But I also can't hear your voice and not feel my heart melt in my chest. I can't talk to you and not leave wanting more, more, every moment you'll give me. I can't imagine not sharing my life with you. I can't, sometimes, believe you exist.

I can't not have you in my life.

I can't not have that ass in my life.

Or those smiles, or those eyes.

So take my hand, back that thing up, and let's run off into the sunset together, my love. I'm ready, are you?