Your Body turned into a poem

I would Love to write on your delicate body
I would heavily breathe my last stanza on your neck
hmmm... Drizzling rhymes all over your lips
Another stanza rounding those hips
And my concept would be a reminsce
-To your reaction- those eyes that bear the fruit of presence
Oh! how one of my lines would soothen wounds shattered
My hands as writing tool slowly compiling and complimenting
The beauty of poetic essence
...oooh!! Your body turned into a poem would really be art in a poet

-Tha Usual!

Effects of premature Delusion

Contaminated with hard love labour
Aged with sacrifices long lived
A love song I for one would cater
-Awakens a flee. Burdens- the next big theme
Fantasies-Goods long shipped.
Run along fading feelings- never tested emotions tasted and left
Standing shocked as victims-
Forever our hearts will grace chemistry that has now fled
Memories- Happiness of you and me, corpses-
A love it could have been

-Tha Usual!