If our love was a painting...it would include laughter and dancing, joy, and glances that prove what we have is real. It would include magic and uncontrollable smiles, giggling and getting lost in your eyes. It would consist of running in the rain and singing in the shower. It would be filled with squeals from my friends and the sound of your heartbeat. The feeling of your tender hands as they meet with mine. The tickle of your butterfly kisses and the wonderful fragrance you give off. It would consist of the feeling of your smile in our kiss, and the warmth and safety in your hugs. Feeling like your spinning and staying up all night wishing I was with you. The love letters I reread over and over...and the sound of your voice. If our love was a painting, it would be beautiful.

"Take care."
Always a taking, here or there
Take a ******, then take a wife
Take time from working to make a life
Take one you're loathed
Take a few, you strike a monster's pose

So we take take take
Some feel fear in the wake
I wait for what's worth taking
I wait, contemplate the shaking

I don't want to hurt you,
I just want to see what's inside

Pulsing, spinning, alive as the wind
Grinning as I explore the confines

They say you move like angels;
these doors must be closed

It's not going to hurt you,
you're only exposed.