I recognize your regal.

To acknowledge how beautiful you are.

I recognize this as you've given me something that shows
In every smile, every conversation. Every hug.
Through reciprocation we naturally strengthen our bond

through admiration of respect.
We've given the piece of each other we keep the closest to ourself.
The ability to light up at the thought of presence.
The act of *** that revolves inclusion,
While standing on the outside of *** itself.

The emotional tides of intimacy knowing that my soul reflects yours.
To arrive emotionally and be there when we have no clue what to do next

But be there for each other.

To provide an availability outside of the things we build toward in the material form.
We've long since steeped outside of that box.
To open up our dreams, our goals.

To work towards them together and build new ones.

I recognize that it's not something that happens every day.

I acknowledge the definition we've given to each other and expunged it
With a definition of our own.
That is why you are so beautiful

I sought love.
Drinking from the cup of your hand.
I learned to replenish which you pour.
I made sure your hands were always full.
Continuing to hold what you've poured into life.
My life.
Finding a language stirred to life.
To confess what's on our mind.
It takes a steady hand to fill the gap of what's missing.
Your hand to my lips.
An ideal devotion to being our natural self.
Finding ourselves half full.
Our thirst softening the more we pour

To love you comes as an unconditional force that I cannot explain.
You touch all the parts of me that I myself cannot see.
They look to you as you make them that much better.
I love you in the full extent of every chance I get.
And every single chance after that.
There is no such excuse as to why I cannot.
We converse through action more than lips.
Make no mistake in the way that I use these words or the way my body reminds you.
I love to color you in not just the ways that I see you.
But in all the ways you see yourself.
To teach, encourage, praise and inspire in all the ways of color.
For without you this emotion that dictates life or death would have no reason to exist.
To respect your existence with every smile.
To reach out and grab your hand reminding you that you are needed.
You inspire me as unconditionally as I inspire you.
This thing, love
Blossoms in deep shades of red
Outside the boundaries of lines

We stand firm.
Striving to become the light that shines another day.
We hold true to that sense of warmth.
Through the wind we may stumble.
But we regain our footing.
Finding that our strength lies in each other.
A place where it'll never grow stale, or lose taste.
I rarely say it.
But I miss you, kneeling before I pray.
We stand firm not because of what we can see, touch, or feel.
You are the day I look most forward to.
We stand firm because you've given me something which I can believe in.
Unconditionally

She covered me in paint.
Filling me with her outlook.
Standing there drenched we both laughed.
Her hands covered in acrylic.
She fed me apple sauce browns and pepperoni reds.
Banana cream tans as well as blueberry blues.
Her thoughts covered me in taste.
Hands warm to the touch.
Covered in paint I was identical to all her favorite things.
I became the table which she viewed the world.
Splashed in infatuation

And like incense our scent takes to the air.
Ascending before we fall.
Her and I.
We burst into fire.
Our eyes a gaseous mixture. 
Ignited by the touch of skin.
Kindling the many thoughts we keep of each other.
A crackle blown out.
Accented in desire,
Our yearning ignites.
We hold ourselves unselfish,
Keeping warm.
Separate stems bonded as one. 
Our inner voice visible. 
Bypassing worry, our doubt.
A piece of us both, dissipating in a slow burning.
To give more than we've taken in unspoken communication.
We fell in ash.
Our scent a prayer sent to heaven. 
To always remain this way. 
Even after our extinguishing.
May we linger.
Forever more.
Falling fast asleep in each other's arms.
Leading each other to a place we call love.
Until the last ash drops

In the very same emotion that's broken my heart.
I have found smile in the replacement of grief.
Of all things pretty.
Your smile is still one that heals all pain.
As the moment currently stands.
To fully understand your opinion.
For the moment I am open & free.
Perhaps more than I have ever been.
Your smile being saving grace.
The wind against my face in a moment of stillness.
In the very same emotion. Your smile the most beautiful scar I'd ever remember.
Not at all ugly or painful reminder.
But a time I forgave.
Her smile the biggest contributor