Speak with your fingertips
Spread your words all over my skin
Up and down my arms
Leave remnants of sentiments lingering in my hair
Give me each word carefully
Speak them gently
And leave them with me forever.
Wrap me in your thoughts
So that you are always with me

I want to hear memories of last night in the rasp of your voice.

The music is what changed me.

The music didn’t just dance in my ears

It pulsed through my veins

It ran with my blood and took me to the sky

The bass didn’t just shake the car

It rattled my bones

It vibrated in my chest and jumpstarted my heart

It helped me to live again.

With every look from your green and red eyes

My heart flutters

Like the wings of the butterflies 

In my stomach

What makes you perfect is not how your eyebrows mirror each other

Or how many curls you had time to do this morning

Or the name on the tags of your clothes
It’s all just a bunch of makeup

Hairspray

And letters. 

What makes you perfect is the way you treat others

The way you hold the door for someone when you didn’t have to 

It’s the things you dream about when you stare at the sky from the passenger seat of the car

It’s the song you listen to over and over because it brings you back to that special time with that special person

What makes you perfect is the smile that you give for no reason

The one that you mean

It’s the way you laugh until you cry

It’s the dreams you have

The secret hopes that you don’t tell anyone

It’s trying to silently cry while watching a movie

It’s crying when you need to 

It’s being strong 

It’s having courage
 and
Ambition and

Determination and

Acceptance. 

It’s being yourself when all else fails

What makes you perfect is everything that makes you.

I crave what I see in my mind

The future I have constructed

I see a messy bed and the rising sun
Bare legs peeking out from wrinkled sheets

Our love written in every crease
Evidence is ever present

I see hands sliding

Fingers tracing

Mouths speaking with no words

But still

The message is received

I see open windows letting in the breeze

Sparkling lights in the distance

The moon yearning to feel our love
Perched above

I see my breath

The cold night air engulfing me 

Though never reaching my heart 

I’m warmed indefinitely by the love at my side

I see my hand on a soft chest
Discovering, for the first time, acceptance and

Freedom 

The only things I’ve ever wanted

I see the world in a new way

Each night is a new city

But happiness never sleeps

Life never rests it’s weary head

Neither do we

I see summer

Flowers sway with our whispers

Sunlight sings it’s song on your shoulders

I kiss and reminisce…

I see turmoiled oceans

As we drive down winding pathways

Atop cliffs 

High as kites

I see convertibles and buses

Afghans and kaftans

Guitars and bonfires and sand covered bodies

Psalms of palms that sway in the west coast wind

I see beads in my hair

Fringe on my sweaters

Rings on my fingers

Jewels on my brow

I see you in our makeshift home 

Sitting cross legged in briefs

Your back to me; face to the ocean

Painted gold by the suns halcyon kiss

I see undying allegiance

To freedom in its freest form

No red white and blue

But the sun, me and you

I see clearly in this still silence

No fear here, only peace

And I have you by my side 

To keep me safe from solace

Drawing circles on your arm…

Tracing figure eights that become smaller and gentler as I make my way to your hand

I look over and I see your left hand leave the wheel 

You try to hide that you’re wiping away the trails of your tears

But I know you see me looking. 

I can tell that this song means more to you each time we listen to it

Maybe it’s the melody

Maybe it’s the lyrics

Maybe it’s because I am singing along,

Singing to you

That I know every word 

That it is obvious how many times I have listened to this song just to get the lyrics right

How many times I’ve fallen asleep with this song buzzing through my headphones

And my veins

How many times I’ve cried to this song because of how relevant it is to us

And our situation

Our unfortunate lack of time

I get cold sweats when I think about leaving you
I try to cope with the rush of emotion
The jumble of sadness and frustration and anger
I struggle for a moment when the thought crosses my mind
Comprehending our goodbye is impossible
Not being with you is unfathomable
I just thank you for giving me your music
And therefore your soul
Whenever I listen to the same songs that have fluttered in your ears and swirled around your head
I can feel you close to me
A piece of you is near
And it becomes easier to stand not being next to you on our sleeping bag under the stars
It makes it so that this quilt on my bed is enough to keep me warm
At least for the time being