Phenomenal's Metaphor

Hey! Even in your sleep I'm awake relentlessly reminiscing on you. You have posed as nothing less than you and my appreciation is extensive "Ms Brilliant --I've been diligent since the womb". Ms "I shall and will". Confidence without any signs of fatigue

I grinned again at the idea of the solitude of your peace with arms stretches and morning yawns before me

I spooned every comforting moment longed for long before I could feel again for another, be vulnerable without a shield, let go without yielding, and just be for someone besides me

My coy passions have tickled and attacked your arousal infinitely attaching your desires to my guaranteed pleasure; you'd never been ignited so sternly... I've cut out all verbiage and wordage because no words could be applicable here. I remember distinct screams of "are you fucking serious" on sinks with no barriers for you to maintain your release... My coy passions dissipate with my corpulent gluttony for you

*dabbing at mental drool*

Stanza's became paragraphs; my never ending emotions rolled up into smoked thoughts typed into dissertations of bliss
Summing up summer warmed picnic bright blanketed joys, photographer sought moments, and all future trips

Peace to you phenomenally broken down as you are

Side Order...

I loved you once. I even let you break my heart a few times

Expectations exceeded any limits before expectations were met required of the one you should've let matter

I loved the expectations of bold misplacement

I loved the expectations of being your side conversation

I loved you once.
I loved you into my own broken heart

How do we become friends again?

Maybe we should converse to the side from the crowd
Maybe we should converse over full stomach's

Meals of lies, deceit, passion, and addiction

Ordering our meals in concealed corners...
Side orders we were

"Hey Ms Waitress... can I get a side order of you?"