only when
sunshine springs from their lips,
when flowers sprout and blossom
from every crevice,
when vines entwine you together.
being in love
feels like being
two people
at the same time,
two hearts
without the same mind;
same spirit
the whole of me aches
for you and I am lost in
this beautiful pain
you are everything
love is
not a feeling but more
a category,
a combination of:
-happiness
-comfort
-nervousness
-joy
truthfully:
just cannot be described...
as butterflies tumble out of your chest,
your breath plays catch-up with your heartbeat.
you, as always, outrun both.
Calm moon,
Warm sun.
Heartbeat,
Sweet tongue.
All mine,
We shine.
Forever,
A lifetime.
Cuddled heart,
Captured soul.
Innocent,
Pure.
Like being zippered open and worn,
involuntary,
heart-deep in the molten core of a laughling,
understood,
adored...
yet afraid
Feeling like the only thing that matters is making the other person happy, because they mean the world to you.
Breakfast, lunch, dinner, and I drove her home. She didn't want to get off; I didn't want her to either.
Man! Love is like this forever feeling of being unable to control most things you used to, like when you....
