Go & be the light

Recharge and face the darkness

The ordinary

I am enthralled by your hands which write a line of poetry
On every ray of sunshine you exert toward my body.

I cannot breathe; at least not enough of you.
My heartbeat quickens as you confess your love
Through shoulder kisses, intertwined fingers,
And rosy paint across my neck.

Your words melt away inside my head,
Setting my rationality aflame into fuzzy sentiment.
My restraint deserts me as you inch closer to my face.

When our lips meet, the heat is so intense
I unintentionally cry from inexplicable happiness.
So that the wet tears will reduce the heat's severity.

I want to burn when you reach for my cheeks.
I want my knees to crumble when your fingers touch my hips.
I want to kiss you until I can breathe again;

Each of your kisses provides oxygen foreign to the air.

It's not until our lips detach that I feel the pain
Of an unchecked inferno growing within me.
I'm deprived of my breath when I'm not in your arms.

And so I wait to glow.
I wait in his hellish blaze to meet the warmth in your palms
And the flickers of sweetness in your eyes.
I'll wait to read your interchangeable poetry and fire.

I'm not searching for my other half
Because I am not half

I am so much enough
You have no idea how enough
I can be

How enough I am

Trust me I will
Make the time to
Prove to you that
I do not need someone
Else to complete me

I can create my own sunshine

Dear Mr. Sunshine,
I always paint you pictures–
Large, sweeping canvases
of my ramblings. Often,
my paintbrush is hazy.
Fogged up with the tropical,
heavy-weight air of future-obsession.
Incertitude-crazy.

Mr. Sunshine,
You are quiet humility.
You are imperfect and simultaneously
You are flawless.
Your kindness is the vastness
of the West. Exceeding.
And lawless.

My Sunshine,
You paint my murky canvas
Adoringly
so yellow.

Snow covered sidewalks began to melt warmed by the sun
Pulling everyone from their hibernation to explore what is to come
Rays from the sky intensifies, nourishing us within
Internal sunshine is the key to happiness
Nights are cool but just enough to still enjoy outside
Gosh! I'm ecstatic it is finally spring time

Sometimes all you need is some sunshine, fresh air, and a message from someone 950 miles away.