Poetry (words)

Lace me up…

I watch the words fall from his lips. There is nothing more enticing, how they spill in these moments turning hours into shadows. 

Nobody says my name this way, nobody makes me feel so beautiful. His touch life affirming, awakening my soul.

I want him like wanting is oxygen, breathless without it, holding out for euphoria with every gasp, he makes it flow.

I’m complete in his presence, in the silence of his arms. He stirs a hunger in me and I am ravenously his.

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Poetry (words)

My onward journey. 

The distance between is full of time. Moments everlasting both yours and mine. Doors left open on rooms submerged in memories deep enough to swim in. 

Every touch etched onto my soul the constant embers the sirens song. You are home no matter the road traveled you are the warmth I crave in every journey. 

I stumble sometimes on the depth of this. How loving you has changed the world, how hope and passion shine through you. Beautifully infectious. 

I don’t believe in fate, sliding doors and paths not taken. I don’t believe in guiding lights nor gods or demons. I believe in you, my constant reminder of everything true. 

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