Run free my love of all loves into the breezes of safe keepings. Take your beauty down to the waters edge, where your purity is clear as Springs first days. Wash your soul in a rivers promise of tangible love and shared secrets. Life has hardened you more than you ever needed it to - your softness is on display every time you speak your faith - learning that evil only finds us when we've lost our ways. I've been burned by the stars I've kept in my pockets, praying their light could be used for my own rightful ways, but nothing you steal from the skies will ever replace whatever bad you've done. I've been shades of blue and green, hinted in reds, tossed between orange trees. I've watched you lean against moons, suns, the Gods and all of heavens angels. Nothing, not anything has ever felt more like a caring shoulder then your body when I got closer to the heart of you. Never dying for something I didn't believe in. I'd like to think love is a prayer, one that goes unbroken. You're the rising and falling of my chest, a gentle nestling of calm between the world's chaos. I'll promise to love you truly with my wounds being brought to the surface once and for all, my darling, my love.
Skin bronzed glistening like a tequila sunrise, clouds bask in the morning sun. Smiles and memories bring teardrops to my reflective eye, as the whispering loon sings. Our bodies gold and sun bleached as waves of an ocean cascade off tanned flesh. O' tequila at sunset, tip toeing through the nights sand, on a treble clef... Our fingers dance, play the tune as we drift away under a margarita moon.
The last laugh
I've never been good at staying for to long. Coming to know humans make the biggest messes with your heart, especially when giving them more than they deserve. I am still learning with surprise that I still have as much heart as I do left. My heart has been through war dealing with thoughts of you, promising to become someone better because of it. You will not get the last laugh - last smile, only death can laugh at its own jokes - going on living in the midst of survival.
She is not of this universe, never acting like the rest. A wild card she is and will never apologize for being that way. Her reflection is pure - her mind is hungry. When she smiles, she lifts the clouds on rainy days. A revelation of love and chaos. She is not an option - being okay with being alone. Someone once mistook her love for a temporary affair, now her dreams and ambitions keep her warm at night.
Love Mishaps Mistakes
She holds the sky together when everyone else is falling apart. Her hands are made of night fall and stars. She is the map of the soul within each one. Breathing fire and courage, for those whom said "I love you", her heart bled for you, pumped life into those loved souls. She has had her fair share of the heartless, who tested her, yet she still roams this earth unscathed. The true test of time is how kind one treats those who do nothing but cause heartache - pain. If one intenteds to do so, she will crush your heart, leaving it on the stake of mishaps and mistakes.
A lot of things
She used to be a lot of things, they would tell her. But one thing she has remained, is true to herself; mountains of everything beautiful ~ sacred. The universe spins around to take notice, when she walks. A healing power. They ask her her secret and she explains how an abused soul - a tortured soul found light in the darkness of it all. The locks remain on all her windows now, yet, every once in a while she opens them to air out all the stars she holds and keeps safe at night. Who points to the lost and calls them home. There's no sense in trying to understand her next move, just let her roam free with the brave ones who don't believe in limits.
I cannot even begin to tell anyone how many times in the last year that I've asked myself if I was ever going to be okay again - if I was ever going to be "normal", feel "normal." If the heaviness was ever going to lift, because I was too "heavy" for every person I came in contact with. Its exhausting having to verbalize every single need and expectations to someone who doesn't have ears to listen nor eyes to see without casting judgement.
Time does go on and eventually you begin to feel lighter and lighter - I say nothing to you and you hear me. I stand in my shadows and you see me. Giving me everything I've always needed, but never had. I've never met a heart and soul like mine - until you. You are my beginning, my middle and my end. My relentlessness in love is yours for the keeping, we are one day closer to the next, a place I wasn't sure existed after experiencing all of the tragedies my heart has had to love to make sense of how it would all play into my life - now I look forward to interlocking our fingers, lying down with you - sleeping with our dreams in sync.
I love you
You once said you never had anyone fight for you, no one to help you battle your demons. Telling me of the doubt you had and the fears you endure. The path each of us travels, isn't always golden - most times paved with darkness that scares anything resembling light, no, not this time! My demons won't ever choke me out of loving you. They won't fucking come near you. My shortcomings - my struggles, are not yours alone to deal with. I'll pick up my shield and sword and fight for you when you are tired. I'll hold you up when you become water, wanting to sink into the bottom of each ocean. I'm here for you, I write these precious words for you darling. Waking up and not finding your body next to mine when I can't sleep is the cruelest way to breathe - what's life though, if not struggling to find something more than what we've been without. These are my truths I speak to you - to grow old with you in whatever way these paths choose. To hold you and forget about the world for awhile -
I love your soul
I love your mind
most of all, I love that you are mine.
You're my favorite kind of human.
Life is not about the destination it's about how you make the journey.