I stare at the layers of your lips wanting them to brush against my skin like peddles dancing in the wind when it's spring;
feeling the fine print of your hands well defined by your touches  
like no other has ever touched me

As I watch you leave the front door exiting our palace; I beg for God's mercy to bring you back safely as you came that fist day we've met on the ocean side in the late spring
I count 23 days with the celebration of having you in my life plus the months

You say worry no more but I can't help but realize how much you mean to me and how much I want to make this small beginning a forever...
How much do you love me?
You ask so boldly
Little do you know I love you with everything that makes me who I am with my flaws and perfections
I love you like everyday is the last day to tell you that I love you

I love you that much to tell you ahead of time that I'm in love you

By: Leory Santana Dawn

I can't shrug the vast curiosity
For the beating heart that strives
for her has become flat lined,
a line that no longer represents
hot coals of my love

The quivering shores are barren
to the sand that we count
as it is lost in winds of time
and life experiences.

Fast paced indecisiveness is lost
with my teenage years.
As is the confidence and acceptance
to sparks of love.

My soul shakes at the thought
but my heart leaps from my chest
like salmon up stream,
forgetting the cold waters and unable
to remember the tune.

For I am a bruised man.

So I cant risk the shards of this
glued heart being handled again,
As one drop, one fall,
could mean the end of my affection.

Surrender your heart like an offering to God
Touch me like you're  reaching for furthest star that caught your attention; better yet a piece of glass that you're gluing back into your life
Chase after me as if it's a rainy day and you just decided to play in the rain combining your tears and emotions all into one source of happiness and desire of new found fate
Follow me like you follow your dreams folding within each other
Love me as if I'm going to die at any moment making each
breath apart of your memory
Love me in the hopes of never seeing a
ending so heartbreaking

By: Leory Santana Dawn

I am not a passionate person,
Or so I would tell you.
My cheeks blush at the thought of being kissed,
And physical affections are often turned away,
Feeling desire for someone is like a new language,
And I had little want to understand it.
No,
I am not a passionate person in the way most would believe.
But I am a passionate person.
Give my heart an emotion,
and my mouth will make it known.
Flood me in kisses,
and my hands will go to work on paper.
Writing my love for you is a fire,
It's flames devour your every action,
For I may not make myself known when it comes to body language.
But in the written word,
you will never live a day to question how my soul aches to show its affection.

she slips away like fine thread
Between my fingers she falls
I still manage to pull her back
After all these years of searching in the wrong places
She kisses me
Every kiss freshened

By:  Leory Santana Dawn