o boy....when I go to this place...I'm in a world of confusion. LOVE...what does it look like....feel like?
is it what I think it is or something else?
I only come here when Im writing. I want to deliver love songs that will shake your world. maybe im kidding myself when i think i'll manage that but its still my goal. because i honestly think you deserve what I think it is.
His eyes, his smile, his touch....love is supposed to give you the right to drink in someone from head to toe.
To want every single part of them. To want to KNOW what every part of him/her feels like. To need, to miss, to want, to believe, to cry, to recover....and be reborn in his/her arms. Yes its a scary place but thats where magic lives. you will NEVER be complete until you know this kind of love. the kind of love where the other person knows enough to destroy what you THINK is the negative you...but doesn't. the kind of love where....they know the dark side of you but infect it with light. the kind of love where....they see you....and they LOVE every inch of you. again and again...every night until you understand....you are his/her world. and thats all that matters.
Sex. It can be...a whatever thing for some. but two human beings uniting in that way...is anything but 'whatever'.
its a gateway to a world that is parallel to ours,....you feel joy, pain, power, weakness, lust, sorrow , earth and sky ALL AT ONCE.
for you to simplify something as intense as uniting yourself physically with another human being is doing yourself a great disservice. because it is so very powerful.
what is love? I don't know. I know what it looks like to me. When Im in love....you cant touch me. Im on top the world and tall enough to see the universe and then some.
It makes me want to kiss my man anytime I can. and if its not appropriate to kiss him...I kiss him anyway. Its always right to kiss him. he is mine..i want to touch him all the time. his face, his lips...his hands....i NEED to touch him to know im alive...to know HE is alive. to know our love is real.
Id want him ten times a day, if not more...id see the heaven and universe in his touch, and id never get enough. Id need him to get up and need him again to go to sleep.
His happiness would be the most important thing for me, cause he does the same for me. he makes sure im smiling....because he knows he is what i need TO smile.
love looks...fair, kind, real, honest, powerful, intense, sexual, romantic, surreal....real....sad, happy, tolerant, sufficient....more than you thought it would be....more than it ever should be.
it should never be this strong... but it is. it should never make you this....crazy. but it does-
the high you should be when you're in love....there should be NO words for. I KNOW this to be true about love. and that's my truth,
thats all.
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