when people are in love they often say they simply fell tripped over their own two feet face forward and into the arms of their beloved
i did more than simply fall onto the ground of your love
you, for me were an ocean and i dived headfirst roughly harshly almost painfully into the waters of “you”
i knew i could not swim but i did so anyway i was drowning entangled in you surrounded by this being of “you” engulfed in this feeling of “you”
and i did not know what came over me but i let myself drown i did not try to swim back up because if i went back to land, releasing myself from your grasp that would mean losing the feeling of “you”
and after submerging into the depth the love the passion of “you”
Here’s the thing about moments; we don’t take the time to appreciate them until they are over -like that brief second when he pushes your hair away from your face mindlessly while lying down -like that small amount of time when you’re laughing so hard you’re crying making fun of one another -like that instant your eyes meet in a crowd full of strangers and you both smile ever so softly -like that fleeting flash where his hand grips your knee without thought in the car on the way to the grocery store -like that short minute where he without a care in the world accidentally tells you that he loves you for the first time and you cannot breathe
Love is a series of moments we seemingly take for granted, if only we knew how special those moments were as we were in them
You asked me what I wanted A soft life, I replied You poured me another glass of red In an iridescent cup When I press it to my lips It is sweet I have lived Through enough bitterness A soft life. You promised.
Climb into my bed Warm skin on gray sheets I tilt my head back One more kiss Before the moon Takes over for the sun One more kiss