Creation

A blank canvas

So pure, so clean

Untouched by any other, this is my slate to inscribe a legacy.

Tentative, I begin to place strokes upon it

Each one gentle, cautious.

The dread of a mistake plagues my brush,

                The strokes appear shaky, uncertain

But the more color placed upon this slate,

The more beautiful it becomes.

This is my creation,

Mine to shape, structure.

I can portray my entire world

On this breathtaking canvas.

The colors swirl, move

They speak to me,

Saying….more.

            Give me more.

I Want

I want real love.
I want romance.
I want spontaneity.
I want simplicity.
I want compatibility.
I want laughter.

I want you to make the first move every now and then; it doesn't even have to be every time, just sometimes.

I want you to compliment me without being prompted.
I want you to want to take me out.
I want you to want to surprise me with sweet notes or flowers.
I want you to want to show me off.
I want you to brag about me to your friends.
I want them to be jealous of our relationship.
I want to be able to tell my friends about how amazing you are.

I want you to grab me, hold me close, and tell me that you care. Just because.
I want to know how you feel, and what you are thinking.

I want you to tell me what you like.
I want to know what makes you happy.
I want to know what makes you excited.
I want to know what you like about me.
I want to know what you are scared of in our future.
I want to know if you see a future for us at all.

I want to know if you agree with me when I say sweet things because you don't want to hurt my feelings.
I want to know why you don't want to kiss me sometimes.
I want to know why you want to irritate me sometimes.
I want to know what you really think about kids.

I want to know all these things and more.
But mostly...I just want to know you.

Losing Touch

I loved you.
I loved you frantically, like the air would cease to flow from my lungs if I were to lose you.
I loved you desperately, like an addict searching for their next fix.
I loved you without hesitation, taking every opportunity to express it, unabashed and unashamed of my unrelenting need to be with you.
I loved you to the core, readily accepting every so called flaw, savoring it like an exquisite candy.
I loved you in ways I did not know I could.

I wanted you to know how vital you were to my being.
I wanted you to take me into you, and never release me from your warm embrace.

How I longed for those moments when I could lay peacefully on your chest, feeling your heart beat against my cheek. I remember the rise and fall of your ribs, a gentle rocking that sent me into a dreamless sleep; what could I possibly dream of when all I ever wanted was comfortably nestled beside me?

My mind flowed endlessly with thoughts of you. I retreated from reality, daydreaming of travels to romantic and faraway lands.
My heart leapt at the very thought of having your love wrapped solidly around my finger, a reminder that you did indeed return my unconditional affection.

I loved you, and I will never forget this.