Crave me.(Poem)

Sorry for this(yes i wrote it):

Glimpsing moments of familiarity play across his glasses,
This was the first time in months he saw her,
As though existing wasn’t something of fondness,
The butterflies still erupt and nest in his rib cage,
A miracle baby,
falling in love with a girl who eyes were made of sunsets,
Memories seep through the fault lines,
He is a cracking hull of a docked ship,
Watch him sink…
Quivering into the scenery,
Comes romance,
He still whispers the sweetest nothings under his tongue,
Like her Train whistle mouth whispered kisses unto the nape of his neck,
Do you still crave the way my hands feel?
Do you still dig your nails into backs to feel every spine notch?
Im just curious to know,
Have shown anyone else the things you do with your tongue?,
Will you be my favorite nightmare,
Will you keep me awake with your sunflower petal hips,
Swaying against my abdomen,
Panting harder then I have ever,
Fuck me.
Grind your sunflower petal hips against my intensity,
Watch me reach nirvana,
Watch me fall on deaths edges,
Let me make love to you,
Let my lips dance like extacy on your sun dried tomatoe stomache,
You are a mixed garden on my bedsheets,
Do you still crave the way my hands feel?
Do you still moan just like you sing?
Arching your back,
Ill watch you reach Nirvana.....