I press my lips against your forehead as you sleep and dream and once again I evade sleep for I cannot face the thought of it taking me away from these moments, the moments I capture tightly with both hands and cram into the moving photographs of my heart.
Your hot skin tangled up in mine feels as cold as steel compared to the forest fires that dart through our veins, erupting in each other's hearts.
Amongst the debris, the ash, the embers, lies the very foundation of who we are apart and the inferno we are together.
You pull my body into your arms ablaze I free fall deeper and deeper into you, into me, for we, are as one.
The honesty and irrefutable truth of what we share and who we are together, brings sanctuary that could never be corrupted, comfort that distance could never waiver and a security that shall withstand any obstacle and endure strongly, the sifting sands of time.
There is no fear, no others near, no place but right here
With you, in the moments that we share, the gentle pulling of our hair, the whispers on the phone,
Every day we spend and taste a little bit of heaven as we envelope  each other and stare eye to twinkling eye with the love of the Angels.
Blanketed by truth
Sheltered by honesty
Living both inside and out
Each day stronger in our love.
You have proven to me, there are no shame in my scars and that they are beautiful as they are
During the times I feel most broken
You see beauty
I see myself with the same eyes
But you and the love you give
Makes me realise there is more to me
Than I've ever given myself credit for
You breath life straight through my soul and into the depths of me
I trust in you, in us
And every look we exchange, kiss we share, each conversation, measure of silence, each adventure and every magical moment that is in between,
Only makes me believe in us, in you, more.
You raise me high, give me wings to fly
And me,
I promise i will give you all the love you need and more, so you soar,
So high you taste the stars fizzing on your tongue.

I love you.

Words could never capture you,
Encapsulate you, encompass you
Because they are not strong enough
To withhold such beauty
They are too small to occupy
The love you carry
They are too trivial, too mundane
Too exhausted
To distinguish, define and denote
To embrace
Everything that I love,
Everything that I believe in,
Everything that matters,
Everything that is you.

Putting make-up on
the darkness.

The track is
Sk-
I-
Pin-
Ski-
Ski-
Ski-
Skipping
Like the thoughts in my brain
And the flat line sounds like my heart

To awake rested, yawn and
get up on the
completely right side
of the bed.

a full, healthy breakfast,
quality coffee.
good news headlining
the paper.

the smell of a bathroom after
a woman has spent time
getting ready for a
night out.

words of kindness from a friend.
such things I adore.
...but I love
poetry more.

a fully comprehensible manual.
a love letter post-it note,
or a book on something
hysterically interesting,

like psychology or history.
music of the kind that you welcome
sticking to your mind for a
whole day.

these things make my day for sure.
...but I love
poetry more.

her hands on me, warm with
sleep as she reaches over and
sighs between dreams.
yes. he's still here...

waking up with her hair in
my face, falling asleep on the
sofa with my head on her legs
the way a dog warms its owner's

feet with itself while resting.
not feeling like myself when
she's further away than the
next room.

hard to not shake
when she cries.
impossible not to laugh when
she laughs,

and to not want her
when she
wants me
to.

****. it's plain to see.
...I love her
more than poetry...

You deserve more than ink scribbled on paper
Thoughts crammed in spaces
Black letters on a page
A heavy handed mass of words.

She extinguished the furnace of ashes that others had left smouldering in me for years.