This might not work…
You come from a traditional world, I come from a modern world.
You are rooted in your culture, I don’t even understand my ethnic’s language.
And yet you think far ahead of me while I’m still struggling with the past.
This might not work, it will not work.
Because we come from two different worlds.
As our bodies intertwined under the vast blueness of your sheets, I completely lose myself and embrace the warmness emitted from your soft yet masculine structure. This is my sanctuary, my refuge as I recalled these thoughts in my head, and I am in utter bliss when you hold me in your arms. I yearn for this every night yet I know I can’t stray too far from home. This distance, however, allows me to savor the indefinite time we have together, and to my surprise, this feeling has not faded away. I am proud to say you are my first and only, and I will admit I do not desire anyone else, but only you.