your kisses make me feel at home,
make me wanna stay at that moment,
pause my life in that instant
our lips touch with love
and not separate them never again

Your arms are the warmest thing that hold  me ever
I can feel our hearts meet and start beating at the same time every time you hold me
And I smile
there I feel safe and small
like nothing matters beside us

Mornings are better if I wake up by your side
in your arms, nothing can hurt me
your love surrounds me
and your kisses are the cure of everything

But your eyes
I can’t translate into any idiom what they make me feel
because instead of butterflies I can feel all kinds of insects rebounding in my stomach every time you look at me with those brown eyes

I hold my love for you
like the frail egg of a blue jay,
and I beg my shaking fingers to hang on.
There is a thumping beat within
threatening to break free from
thin shell.
I gently cup this in my palm
and I dream of the day it can beat alongside your thundering heart,
a thought to
soothe
my
worries
and
feed
a

steady

slow


pulse.

you are my heartbeat. there is no life without you.

that little smile playing on my lips the bus ride back to my house. a sense of tranquility. being with you makes me feel at home. i've always looked for shelter in four walls, front doors, bedsheets, dining room tables, and every other little thing. but i didn't ever feel that connection. until i met you. and i realized a home doesn't have to be made of four walls. it can be made of a heartbeat.