I will remember the things I saw in your eyes that kept me turning the pages.

Love me with the lights on. I want to see the contours that mark the intricate memory of you.

Romance fades in the daylight, unless it's made there too. 

Holding back this force, this dam is pressurized and pasteurized by the sanitized way we’ve learned to be free, which is no freedom at all.

 Smeared.

Layers of flesh dissolved by the hand of your words, painting me naked, until I have no skin.

Until the warble of my heart is no longer my own.

There is no such thing as alone.

This is what happens when you sip the cup of full right to live.

Deeper, purer honesty, and words, you kiss me like you’re my last lover. I savor the flavor of you on my lips and wait for you on the hour to give you the best of me.

pour through me again. love, i have missed you. kiss me gently on the highest part of my cheek, where the skin is soft and sensitive to the way your lips press down, letting me know you feel the tender parts.

soften my spirit while preserving the strength to be bold in my caring, and fierce in my knowing.

I want to fall in. I want to stumble upon you the way I stumbled upon the first break of dawn when I came into this world.