My Love language

How happy I am To love someone without no harm. By my person, I usually cling to the unknown Like a loose button waiting to be sown. I love like an infant, Most likely innocently deviant. And words from a lover would keep me seated But a moment of silence makes me feel depleted. I crave her love and touch so much you might have already thought as much. Like an eagle that stands on its master's shoulders I lay my head to rest on her own shoulder Thereby, becoming sober. Written By Kevin Ocan