Monday, October 08, 2007

a bit extensive but it's real

And love is that simple sweet rhythm that only the lucky ones feel. It's the pounding heart, the rush of blood to your ears because...do I look the part? It's the migration of thoughts to emotions to a faith you can touch. It's never wanting to look away, only wishing we knew how to say...all the beats and pulses and jumping we feel, the butterflies in the tummy feeling that used to be bad. And I...what does it mean to be sad? Because you forget anything that doesn't remind you of their smell, a touch of skin(s), "good-night"s that end with "good morning beautiful"s. Love feels like walking by a lilac bush with a summer breeze holding your hand, and if you could ride a shooting star or remember your first tw0-wheeler bike or drink strawberry milk every day...that's what love is like. It's like losing your breath, not knowing quite why. It's loyalty and devotion and an undying desire to smile at the thought...of...a single person. It's incredible that another, one other, human being can make me, us, feel so many...feelings I never knew we had. It's giggling at ice cream dripping down a chin making polka dots on his ever-so-plain bright white t-shirt. It's forgetting to care what your hair looks like for popcorn, movies, and sweats nights. It's never-minding that I look silly in his hat, only caring that he thinks I'm cute. Love is how I become taller, stronger, wiser and quiet(er?) (because who needs lips to tell what eyes can show?) It's making cookies and brownie batter wars, super-soaker sneak-attacks and laying on (real) grasslaughing until it hurts. It's not wanting to fall asleep because you don't need to escape like dreamers do. And love is raspberry chocolate left on my tongue, velveteen lips and brand-new painted toe nails. Love is your quirky idiosyncrasies out in the open; it's black ties and flip-flops and guitar solo love melodies. Love is trust. Love is penetrating stares. Love is beauty unprecedented. And love is...and love is...everything you never thought you'd find (but you want to, you have to) and being scared but excited but unsure but giddy all at once because...LOVE is.

5 comments:

LloydDobbler said...

yeah, if you believe in that sort of crap. I mean love is like the tooth fairy--you gotta lose sumthin to get some change. anyway, who is the lucky guy?

Theresa said...

i believe in love 100% life wouldn't really be all that worthwhile without it. no lucky guy...just inspiration.

Іванченко said...

and love is, exactly what we make it
we just can't fake it
its a rush we just can't shake
pulling at our heels
telling us to crank the reel
pull in the catch
and sew up the patch
place kisses in lockets and latch
close tight and make it match
wear the effect like it were a sash
love will hurt
and love will breed
it will always plant a seed
and take a seat
weighing down the mind
and keeping you awake at night
but it always turns out right
beacuse love
makes no mistakes.

~No mistakes. sometimes its ubiquitous, sometimes its poignant

Love,
Digress.

sistermaryclarence said...

honey bee, I love you so much. You make me cry though; lately love is knowing how to say goodbye. Love you, this is amazing. I cant wait to see you. This was awesome. Me loves you.

sistermaryclarence said...

honey bee, I love you so much. You make me cry though; lately love is knowing how to say goodbye. Love you, this is amazing. I cant wait to see you. This was awesome. Me loves you.

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