The Battle

The love I have for you, surpasses my heart and obtains my soul in a unbreakable choke hold. Without you; trying to breathe is like a mission unattainable. All I am able to take are short, quick, breathes until I'm in your arms once again, then I can exhale. I can inhale the scent of you which causes me to go into such a tranquil state of relaxation. The endorphins in my brain release and cause simplistic peace, as I lay next to you; loving you.
The passion that releases from my lips to yours shutting my body down, and turning my spirit up, engulfing me on the highest peek of emotions that I never thought I could experience. A feeling that I never thought I could feel. While my affection trickles down from the essence of my being to the body that holds me so close. I lose myself in you totally.
Whispering how much I mean to you and you mean to me, my despair disappears, my desires increase, my fears of  being lonely decease to exist, as we reminisce about the perfect rhythm that we have enlisted into.
We are soldiers in this war of love, the battle field is our hearts, the weapons we use are the words we have, and the body language we show. Fighting against all odds. Raging against all trials and tribulations, to come out of the trenches, drenched with sweaty brows and battle wounds.
As we tend to each other's scares; we have come so far we have no further concern, no more sadness. At last its finish. The battle has ended. The victory is the love of you.


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