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You speak simple, completely understandable.
justifications
I respect them, I respect you, I honor what you tell me
and although I know where you come from
I just wanted to share with you, let you listen:
my heart is crying …
for you,
your words,
and hands
your hugs kisses
comfort …
I wish you …
scary, shaky, nervous to admit: “I need you”
you love Me
You need me
please stay with me and share with me
any and everything, anytime, anywhere
I’m here, willing, willing, WANTING to hear
waiting to hear from you
your past, present, even your secrets
I give you my word: there will be no judge present,
just me … standing, with open arms, waiting
so that you can take the first steps,
Whether great or microscopic I’ll wait
With tired and heavy arms for you to come to me
I understand that the situation is not the easiest
But I hope you feel like me
when I tell you: “nothing worth anything is
easy ”
Are you thinking of me as I write this?
Am I pacing back and forth in your thoughts like you?
are they in mine?
Do you feel the love and power in your heart the way that I
make?
Please say yes … please … please
your eyes say yes, but I can’t read your heart;
if it is in your heart that actions are born,
or your kiss that speaks of your wishes
I know the answers to my questions but I still yearn
tell me
I’m afraid of what’s coming
afraid of what is, can or will be
of your capacity for anguish.
Worth it? you, me, together, one?
the passion spoken between our lips, hands scream yes
my heart longs for your company, your touch.
Mornings are welcomed with bright lights that shine, though
It’s raining cats and dogs
when I’m with you the rain is alien, non-existent
full
your hand in mine,
my hand in yours.
in any way that is said.
much more than lust … is
shared swings,
eyes that speak,
holding hands without wanting to let go, a lost key of a
close with key,
presentations and visits,
talking birds,
spilled drinks,
words written on my skin …
touch me
paint me
I am your canvas …
laughter and inexplicable desire, emotion following,
chills that never go away
like a constant heart that sings your name.
Clean the hair from my forehead with the tips of your fingers.
look me in the eye and read me …
we kiss
can not be!
Did you really just read me?
gold
are we thinking the same?
Romance tangled in a brush of thorns, begging to get out.
“You’re hurting me, I’m crying, bleeding for all
thorns ”
Run with me,
play with me,
sing with me,
but mostly swing with me.
swing with me to the moon, so we can let go
From the chains we cling to that keep us from falling
the chains that are the only separation
of my arms to wrap your waist,
the only separation that prevents me from running my
fingers through your hair.
chain those damn chains.
we send messages
back and forth
in secret,
they hate it you do it anyway
(one of my favorite features)
“I’m falling, falling, rocks”
I also.
Kiss, feel, touch
my lips,
breasts
expensive, anyone and everything for you.
find out …
I want … need … ask … beg
for you
find out.
you say that it is difficult to open up, share your intimacy,
I want to make it easier for you, reassure you with open arms,
ears and smiles
I am HERE … talk to me.
let’s share
experience,
emotion,
familiarities,
unknowns
places,
Kisses,
breath,
What’s mine is yours,
Take what you want, but I warn you:
(I am strong, very strong) but
that strength has the ability to soften over time to
hour
I can cry, hurt … please don’t hurt me
I am fragile, behind all the strength,
But don’t step on eggshells or bite your tongue
FOR YOU I WILL BE,
IF FOR ME YOU WILL BE YOU

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