love is more than just this
beautiful feeling.
there is a sound,
a rhythm,
a song.
the bubbles and squeaks when you make someone laugh
the staggered breathing of them crying just before
the gentleness of a tear falling due to a pain so deep feeling so beautiful,
the pain of being truly loved.
the sound of a voice you can see as much as hear
printed in your brain and trapped in a maze of tulips and daisies
that only they can seem to water.
love is an act,
moving when you're warm and comfortable because holding them warms you greater than greek fire,
staying up until the moon is falling so you can wish them goodmorning and tell them the words you have been waiting to say since they had fallen asleep,
waking up in the dead black so they can talk to you about the depths of their mind,
i wouldn't mind listening for hours.
love is a song,
the sounds you've picked like mushrooms from the dirt
designating they belong to each other
forming a home in their heart
so when you hear,
it's them making you smile.
love is home,
finding comfort in this one thing you never really thought you might find
and yet they found you.
through the thick of the smoke and clouds,
through the dense rains and wild winds,
they found you washed ashore,
reaching for air and finding the sky
desperate for light so they hand you the stars
choking on thirst so they find you the rivers
lost
so they become your home.
love is healing, feeling the pain
of previous wounds being opened
feeling the ache of them becoming scars
crying because you don't know what to do
how to think
what to feel
how to heal.
love is standing together eternally,
no matter how wretched, ugly, broken
loving them at their worst to be a part of their best.
being the moonshine when you thought it was new,
loving them so beautiful when their eyes tell them they're despaired.
love is pride,
that you are mine.
and i hope to sing our song far past the end.

bonus quotes i've said to sadie (my girlfriend and inspiration/muse/love) because apparently i'm a poet even when i'm not really trying:

"all scars have a story to tell, if you just let it heal long enough to tell it."

"let me hold your face in my hands the way the universe cradles the earth in its godly palm."

"i'd love to stare at the flecks in your eyes the way i stare at the shapes of the paint on my wall"

"i'd love to hold you the way the gods hold a grudge"

"i want to hold you like a grudge against the cruel world and keep you like a whispered promise on a night so dark we can't see our noses"

"you're my river and my forest, leading me to things ive never had and losing me in your thoughts and loving me like a song"

"i was conceived to exist the day i first was yours and the first day i live will be the one we hold each other and our lips touch for the first time"

"i love you the way a flower loves the sun, the way mirrors love reflections, the way crickets love the moon"

"thank you for giving me a break from existing by existing with me"

"what did i do who did i unbecome"

thank you for your time my cat is being stupid