Today I love you...

Today, more then yesterday, my soul resonates into song with yours and the sheer volume makes my being hum.

Today I love you.

Today when your eyes meet mine I am awash in a sea of affection, drowning between sighs.
 
Today I love you.

Today I sit idle and daydream of being nestled next you in a warm bed of down and devotion.

 Today I love you.

 Today I watched the sun rise, tilted my head ever so slightly and thought of you.

 Today I love you.

 Today I wait in want for the moment that my hand can touch yours and a pulse of electric lust will shock through us.

 Today I love you.

 Today I listen to the whispers of your voice through thin walls and smirk at the thought of your lips forming each syllable.

 Today I love you.

 Today I am moon struck and walk on an air of caffeine and sweet sugar.

 Today I love you.

 Today this glimpse of adoration glows brighter, and like a moth to a flame I am drawn towards you in blindness.

 Today I love you.

 Today a thin wind whips my mind into tangles and I am lost in a web of mere rapture.

 Today I love you.

 And tomorrow? Tomorrow I will love you, too. 

Two - 4 - One

I wait at our old haunt,  I wait for the inevitable we thought, hoped would never come. Will this be the night we say it's been enough?  I rationalize and think we've done what we could but those odds, they continued to stack against us. I let my brain lead me in matters of the heart but truly know it won't be that easy. Another night cold on the floor? Lonely days plagued by thoughts of what could have been? I hope for the best but brace for the worst, find little solace in a surge of creativity, albeit heart broken sorrows. Suck down, force down a double to lessen the blow, and hope it won't be a blow at all. Push on towards suns that set on water lined horizons, push on towards home. One stepping stone here, one stepping stone there but these stones look cold and lonely without the heat of your body next me. Let not the universe convince you we were wrong, let not the trivialities of the day make you think whats left of our forbidden love is not worth every ounce of your attention. By the time you get here to bear the bad news you'll have forced down more than a double and I'll be forced to tears fueled by  the fear that maybe its not what I thought it was at all. Maybe, just maybe this lesson has been learned dispite my yearning for further tutoring. 

Am I Even Making Sense?

You’ve pumped me with caffeine and I’m floating in the thickness of our love. We twist into a nakedness that can only be rivalled by my forgetfulness of the reality that knocks at our pastel perfect house of dreams. I can’t remember how to spell, as I picture your touch. I can’t remember how to work as I recall your scent. My typing is failing as your voice rings in my ears. The air chills outside, barely and we hold on tighter to stay warm. It’s a dream indeed and I am so drunk off our love my head is heavy as it lays on your chest. My arms are numb, my hands shaking and the crispness of my vision feels like the highest high. I ought to fear the come down but history speaks to the fact that the only thing coming down will be my body falling coolly into your plush bed and thus your warm arms. Sweet nothings will be exchanged and wisps of fervor will float amongst down feathers as the ceiling fan whips in a fury above us. I’ve lost myself, my heart, to you and I don’t wish for it to be found in the slightest.

Intermittent Thoughts

And so we find ourselves intertwined. Me sleeping sideways to get some of the warmth you left behind when you rose to prepare for an early flight. You kissed me goodbye upside down as I whispered my dreams to you. We have found a comfort in this.
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We pass each other in this silent dance and your smell whispers through me. I hear your laugh through thin walls and wish to capture it in my hand just to let it boisterously rush out again like fine sand.

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I sit alone and smirk at the thought of you, my body melts at the idea of your touch.

Love Would Not Be Defeated

You wake me in the night and sometimes I’m so tired I turn my head from what you want and lull back to sleep. That’s selfish and yet I need a little self in the dark and I’d rather wait for you to wake me when the dim light of dawn peers in at us through slatted blinds. We have negotiated into a fog of love, I find us jumping off cliffs into pools of aquamarine when I close my eyes and when I open them we are holding hands and smiling at each other over down pillows.

I’m giddy and nervous and scared but it feels right for right now.

Your big hand envelops mine and it seems our cocktail glasses have emptied right into my heart, I am drunkenly whole again. Minutes tick by slowly and as the remnants of our morning fade into thoughts of what our evening holds I smile, oh do I smile. This rollercoaster is trucking slowly; chuck, chuck, chuck, up towards an unknown horizon and the anticipation leaves me full of wonder. Wonder at what we will become, wonder at how your power over me can strike my helpless in an instant but your attention leaves me in a state of glory. I have given too much to you, it is obvious, but I did not claim defeat, I inquired of you with honest intentions and asked you to take this chance with me, your eager acceptance has left me in a haze but I smile, oh do I smile.