Me
You love me
While I'm just happy to be loved
Me
You are here for me
Even when I'm not there for myself
Me
You are way more beautiful than I am
Why me
I do not love you like I love myself
I love you more than I could ever love myself
You
You are a reflection of a better me
You are perfection squared by the image of self
A balanced equilibrium of love and being loved
You are my love
I wrote this as a joke lol
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Hummmm
Here I sit, here I hum
Forever sad
Drinking rum
Sipping wine
While walking this thin line
Lonely and sad
But sometimes this life is pretty rad
The morning wore your perfume,
Like it had tried to capture your essence
Over fields of gold
Your name kept repeating through my mind,
An echo of beauty, relentless yet perfect
Your laugh bounced around the stable walls,
Looking for a place to land,
Your eyes reflecting the joy you bring me
And the horses come by the calling of your voice,
Just as my love comes by the calling of your heartbeat
Not the grandeur of it,
Not the elegance people write poems about,
But the way your soul seemed lighter,
Like joy had found its shape in you
You spoke to them gently,
Like a whisper of wind in the warm summer air,
Whispering secrets into patient ears
And my love for you is just that
Quiet
Untamed
And endlessly alive
In my daydreams,
We own a little farmhouse
Where the hill comes to rest,
Forgotten by foggy skies,
And where your boots rest beside mine at the front door
There are midnight mares in the pasture,
A prideful white stallion you insist only misunderstands people,
And an old chestnut horse
We promised each other we’d keep forever
You weave baskets for the berries we plan to pick,
I pretend not to stare while you do
But every time the wind catches your hair,
Every time your smile appears without warning,
I fall for you all over again
At night, we sit beneath quiet stars,
Your head resting against my shoulder,
While the horses sleep beyond the fence line
You tell me about every horse you loved as a child,
Every ribbon won,
Every fall that taught you how to rise softer
I listen to all of it
Because loving you means loving the things
That make your heart beat louder
And if heaven exists,
It might be there,
In the quiet of open fields,
In the warmth of your hand finding mine,
And in the beautiful little life
We have not lived yet,
But somehow I already miss
You are the only sin I could call holy.
The poison in my blood.
My one and only.
The serpent in my Eden,
Yet I still taste the fruit.
Everything is freedom,
Yet my mind remains in chains,
Boundless yet in your grace.
You are my prison,
Yet this floor isn't cold.
The line between danger and desire
Forever occupied by you my dear.
You are my eighth deadly sin,
The one felt on your lips.
My forever set aflame,
And my heart is yours to burn.
My raw desire,
Consumed beneath your gaze.
If this is hell,
Let your arms be my eternity.
Let me rest here,
Upon this prison floor.
Let me be the sin you never name.
I've heard of this before
The tingling sensation
The butterflies taking flight
And your left wondering why that is
Why is she so special
Why is she, in particular, your reason
Your reason to live, to love
And now your eyes won't shut
Cause she is there, with you
Laying beside you
The sun rises at the smell of her perfume
And why that is, you don't know
But what you do know is that
She is here with you
And you are here with her