some days i almost slip up,
type i love you in the text box,
but i already know that would be
too, too much for you right now
so i just tell you,
that i care about you so much
and to drink your water
and to have good day
because i guess i dont
have to say the words
for you to feel it.
the ache to feel your skin under my fingers,
temporarily soothed by your presence
you pour yourself out to me,
an overflowing pitcher of emotions.
i see what it means to be human;
to be raw and real and open,
vulnerable and naked
and i have never loved you more
than in that moment.
it has been too long since you have been in my bed -
my soul craves you like the ocean is drawn to the sand
you are the moon pulling me in waves,
out to sea i go, with only the stars in your eyes to guide me,
too long, since i have felt my feet on the shore,
it is no matter, i will wait.
you say ill show you mine
if you show me yours
and this is the language we speak
drifting intimately through the universe.
you are a nightmare and a good dream
all rolled into one weave.
im not sure how i will wake up from this,
startled awake, falling from high places,
or wishing i was still asleep.
teach me how to love you.
let me learn the ways that you
drown in tenderness.
is it a caress, deep in the night?
is it silence, and thought?
is it time? or offerings?
tell me, beautiful soul,
how can i love you
so that you never forget.
if you get tired of running,
come lay with me.
let me love you
until you don't remember
what this pain was.
you are a wave,
crashing over me
sucking me out to sea,
only to spit me back on the sand.
you draw me in,
invite me to drown in you,
dying would be so beautiful,
but then you say not yet.
legs raw from the sand,
eyes red from the salt,
take me out to sea,
or let me crawl away
from this madness.
as long as my feet are in the water,
i belong to you.
it is the strangest thing
this desire to love you,
to unzip your skin
and crawl into your soul with you,
to want to know every inch of you,
to cause you pleasure.
i want to love you so deeply,
that you can never escape
the feeling of being cared for.
that even in the darkest places,
there is a light reaching out to you.
its 1 am and some change,
and you're dancing with me,
round and round and round,
we're spinning in slow motion
drunk on red wine and jager
and whatever the fuck this is -
this thing with you that has me so high,
i can see the ocean from the sky
and its the blue in your eyes
and i could drown, happily
suffocated by a sea of blue and gray.
i am interested. you are very pretty.
youre so gorgeous.
this will always be ours,
this laughter in the earliest
parts of a new day and
even if this is all there is.
the things that have lived inside
my head tumble out in spirals
and you just let it flow over you
this waterfall of words and you take it
so easily like this wave is not too much.