It Starts Inside.

She sat down on her windowsill and looked up at the night sky. The stars shined. The moon was full and bright. She asked the planets to align, to show her a sign. She begged for guidance. Patience. Some kind …

I am Enough.

Can you love me?

Can you make me feel beautiful?

Can you hold me?

Can you cuddle with me?

Can you make me feel worthy, special, wanted and loved?

I want to fall in love.

I want to love & be loved.

blah, blah, blah…

Screw that.

If you could see into me

If there was a window into me,

you would see the tracks of my tears,

the tears in my soul,

the cracks in my heart.

I am… Love.

I am the longing in the distance between us.

I am the hands, which wipe away your tears.

I am the trust in our friendship.

I am the butterflies in your stomach on a first date.

I am the puckering of the first kiss, on your door step at the end of the night.

Not Another Love Game

I don’t want to play a game.

I don’t want to play hard to get.

I don’t want to wait to respond to your message

Or not answer when you call the first time.

Make Love

 I want to sink into you & make your body my home.

You fit perfectly inside me, as if it were where you belong.

Coming Down Off You

One hit was all it took; you’ve got me hooked

And how could I resist once I know how it feels to feel like this?

(Nothing)

 I feel this rage

pent up

locked up

and stored deep within

shaking and shifting

jerking and moving around within me

Falling in Love

I’m falling for you…