No arrangement of words exist
that wont fall short
of describing the love I look for.
There is nothing
that has been sang of more than our dear friend “love”
Yet I feel there is nothing I understand less.
For the love I want is real love
Belly laughs and aching cheeks love
Love that turns cliche into daily reality
The "How does this person exist" love
The "I don't deserve this" love
The "You make me want to be better" love
No more of the needy love
that was so addicted to the high of my light
that it stuck a needle in
and drew me dry.
I want Love
painted on a foundation of respect
because it sees divinity over body
magic over shadows
its wisdom will nurture my soul seeds into light blossoms
we will cover the earth with their petals
I want to be seen for all that I know I am
and all that I don’t.
I want someone to take the keys
and drive me into an unknown future.
One who glows
with such intensity
that they catch my breath on fire with their fervor.
One who won't need me to feel fufilled
but still prefers my company.
I want to know what it feels like
to want someone with every cell of my body
to move past a comfortably pleasant liking
into a deep and dangerous passion.
Where the same words
that have felt toxic
may transform into givers of life
as I learn to receive healthy affection
and give it back freely.
This perfect harmony of give and take
will form into its own force
with no start and no end
no you and no me
only boundless beauty.
We will grow as two trees,
but both supporting a plethora of life.
Together we make a grove.
I want a love that
breaks my chest open
so that everything I suppress can erupt
and make me feel like an
feeling filled sapien.
Love that sees me
standing there in my mess
Thank you for your wildness.