I want to
make love
to you
but not
in the way
you'd think

I want to
brush your soul
with my fingertips
and slip in and out
of this world
in your arms

I want to
show you
the galaxy
inside of my heart
and watch you
discover each star

I want to
press my lips
against your body
and write the story
of our love
in sloppy wet kisses

I want to
deeply inhale
your wild spirt
and get high
on all your
hopes and dreams

I want to
wander the maze
in your heart
and hang
my portrait
over the
cracked drywall.

I want to
feel you searching
my soul and
shouting out
in joy at
every piece you find

I want to
strip you
of your insecurities
until you can
bask naked
in the warmth
of my love

I want to
paint our lives
in vibrant memories
of days filled
with laughter
and nights filled
with passion

I want to
have all of you
in every moment
of every single day
for the rest
of forever

And if that
isn't making love.
*I don't want
to know
what is.

Sometimes, it is so good to write an unsent letter.

Today I let someone buy me dinner.
Today I let someone say, "you look pretty."
Today I let someone make me laugh
And show me around the city

But because I let you inside of my heart
Years and years ago,
When he leaned in to kiss me as you'd done before
I said "I'm sorry I have to go."

Today was supposed to be good for me
Because I thought I was ready within
When I thought I was going to let you walk out
I invited you back in.

Today I let someone take me out
And my smile became a frown
After all of this time believing I'm healed
Today I let someone down.