I want to love you in ways people only dream of being loved.
I want to lift you up, make you mine, and make you nothing but happy.
I want to kiss you from head to toe, until my lips hurt.
I want to undress you, lay you down, and hold you until every bad thought you have in that beautiful mind of yours dissipates.
Then I want to make love until the sun comes up, and fall asleep intertwined in your arms and in your soul.

I'm so scared that I'll be never be completely alright ever again.

You pull on my lip like an aircraft emergency oxygen system.
Our engines catch fire
as our tongues flutter like the wing's peeling metal,
and as our eyes peek at one another
between each plane crash of lips.

We've lost cabin pressure
as we can no longer control our bodies.
We gasp for each other's breath
as our shimmering structures
roll around on the sky of my bed.

We kiss like we've only got seconds left,
when in reality,
these moments will never die
even if we do.

You stab me in the back with a knife,
and I apologize for bleeding on it.

I loved a man
with all my heart
and he said
he loved me back.

But months later
he went with her
so now my heart
has a crack.

A crack so wide,
it could swallow
you whole, like all
I ever wanted to be.

Now everyday,
I suffer the truth
That who he wants
Has never been me.

Two cups of coffee,
12 AM.
Let the thinking begin.