Strip your clothes so gently.
Easy slowly so I can see.
With every touch you
reveal more skin.
My heart beats faster
as you set up a grin.
I want to see you naked.
To see all of you.
Without any protection.
Nothing wich you can hide
and can provide distraction.
Staring deep into your eyes.
They are mirror to your soul.
I want to see your vulnerability.
There is no need to hide it from me.
I love all of your flaws and secretly.
Stripped your thought so carefully.
Your beautiful mind so delicately.

we are here
to bless                                
restore                    ­                                                              

the broken
holy
whole

mold
peace
from chaos

cradle
vulnerability
with devotion

let our love
be absolute            
unfettered

asking nothing
but to freely
speak

The day you were born,
I couldn't be there to see you all wrapped up in blue.
Dad called me to say that
the doctors said you were perfectly healthy.

I wanted to come straight away,
but we have different mothers,
and mine would not take me.
I didn't think it was capable for me;
To love you more than I love anything.

I look through your blue-green eyes;
the same ones we share,
and see myself.
I was a happy little nuisance like you.

Your laughter, even when you know
you're being naughty,
Makes me laugh as hard as you do.
I can't help but smile when I think
of you, little brother.

When I lay you down for a nap,
it is relief, but do I get bored
when you're gone?
Yes I do.

Sometimes I sneak in your room
and watch you peacefully sleeping
just to make sure you're okay.

The day you were born,
I couldn't be there to see you all wrapped in blue,
but that matters not,
because nobody loves you more than I love you.

Sometimes when I am alone
I listen to the walls
and I read all of the words,
I have written
to cover me up.

You tell me all the great things about me
And you text out all the wonderful things we will do together
But I am not the one for you.
You are simply lonely and lost because you are so detached from others.
You are in a cold tundra of confusion
And I looked like a warm security blanket to grab onto.
I am a manifestation of what you want:
Something that is warm
Wraps you up to shield off chills
Soft
Brightly colored like my cheeks in the winter
But I am not what you need.
What you need is someone to brush the snow out of your hair
Someone to treat your frostbitten fingers
Someone to nurse you back to health
Someone to cradle you in their arms...
And a security blanket cannot do that.

So when you've been standing out there for hours waiting for the storm to pass

Consider finding shelter because it may take longer than expected.