Showing posts with label love ramblings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love ramblings. Show all posts

Sunday, July 22, 2012

what i was looking for. . .

are your lips lonely?
do you mind if i introduce them to mine..
your wondering hands are restless...
do you mind if i give them a place to rest?
your heart is racing...
do you mind if mine joined in and they ran off together? someone grab a straight jacket cause i'm crazy about you. every second you're away the counter in my heart clicks away it's been 1 month, 3 weeks, 1 day, 6 hours, 34 minutes, and 42..43..44 secs since i've been close to you. i just want to reach out and touch you, hold you, kiss you, _ _ _ _ you...and a lot of random other things i like to do to and with you. can you smell the obsession on me? no not the cologne the scent of "i want you so bad it hurts to look at the moon because i get jealous it sees you every night and i don't" that lingers on my t-shirt that you cling to when i leave. i love you. i'm in love with you. that's the bridge i've went over and burned behind me..cause i'm not looking back. i bought a one way ticket to your love. no trip insurance, no refunds, no exchanges. my love train is headed toward your station....choo choo. i'm not slowing down. destination love land. i can't wait to ride your rides. eat your concessions. and look at all of the attractions. 

what do you say when "i love you" is not enough. when there are no words that can come close to explaining how i feel right now. " _ _ _ _  _ _ _ _    _  _ _ _ " fill in the blanks with anything you feel appropriate. anything that sounds awesome. anything that you want to hear. because i'm out of compliments. how many times can i call you beautiful, pretty, amazing, lovely, sexy, dazzling, gorgeous, ravishing, stunning, exquisite, alluring, or enticing? i feel like i say it everyday...you're probably tired of hearing it. so i'm going to just start acting out my feelings....*points at you...breathes out....breath flutters away...i reach out take it and put it in my pocket", get it "breathtaking"..that's what you are. and i'm a little lame for that, but i don't care. as long as you understand how i feel. i went searching for love and i found you. you're what i was looking for. 




day#7: sweet talk week

Saturday, July 21, 2012

the way i feel.....


my life is better
whenever you're around
my heart is alive 
my soul is on fire
i feel electric 
powered by desire
fueled by passion
driven by emotions 
you take me there
higher than the clouds
further than the sky
out of this atmosphere 
i feel like i can fly
if my eyes are a window 
to my heart & my soul
then my window's wide open
because there is no door
no walls
no obstructions
no uncertainty
i know for sure
it's you..i want & need
my choice is you
there is no second
no runner ups
just you 
for me
i stake my claim
i scream to the world
i love this woman
i love her more than
numbers i could count
days i could live
or things i could do
if i dived into the deepest ocean
i could never swim to the depth 
of my love for you
if i walked into a burning building
i could never match 
the fire that burns in my heart for you
if i wished upon a star
i'd merely be wishing upon you
for you are the decoration in my sky
the wish that came true
this is only a fraction 
of the way i feel
for you..


day#6: sweet talk week

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

love police . .


the hunt.....is on. 
i've got a warrant for your love.
 a ticket for your pleasure.
and a badge that certifies i serve to please.
so...
turn around

s l o w l y

"you have the right to remain silent
..but i prefer if you didn't."
let your dress hit the floor
and let your insecurities go..


"damn you're so beautiful..."

let me make love to your ego
let me stroke it
till you ...
can't take it anymore

your body can't feel what your heart can't see
so tonight 
i want your body to see what your heart feels
close your eyes
let your other senses take over
listen. breathe intaste. feel. 
how much i love you.

let me chase your kisses...

like a game of tag.
i kiss you, you kiss me
we kiss like tomorrow won't happen
and if it does we'll 
start all over
..again

top to bottom
front to back
i want to earn my explorer badge
discover unexplored territory
like the arch of your nose
the crease of your wrist
the tips of your fingers
all of those places you never 
knew could feel so good
i'm not an ordinary 
lazy.
selfish.
or 
neglectful lover.
so please forgive me if i linger
 get lost.. 
in you
just whisper... my name
 when i'm there
i'll show you how much i love to hear you say it
how much tolerance i have for pain
as you dig your nails into my back
scream in my ear
pull me closer
tighter
it's my pleasure
to deliver you to yours
to protect & serve
your body


day #2: sweet talk week

Monday, July 16, 2012

promises. . .

i'm not the tallest, strongest, or most powerful man, but as long as you allow me i vow to protect your...

heart.


i'll only take yours when i give you mine. i promise once you give it to me not to let it go. not to damage, bruise, or break it. to cherish it and never take it for granted. to introduce you to parts of it you've never felt. i promise to keep your secrets and share with you mine. i promise to understand it's been hurt before and to help old wounds heal. i promise to love you completely, unconditionally, and without limits. i promise i will love you even after it stops beating. 


body


i promise to be your bodyguard. your defensive line. your human shield. whether it's a bullet, a car, a family of rabid raccoon...i'm stepping in front of all of them without hesitation. i promise never to touch you in a way that is violent or unloving. i promise to listen to your concerns or issues when it involves what goes on with your body. i promise to be exclusive. to only share myself with you. i promise to take the precautions needed to protect us both and to love your body as if it were mine. i'll try to keep us out of sketchy situations and if we find ourselves in one, i'll make sure you stay safe. i'll lock the doors when strange people walk by the car. i'll get up even when i know it's nothing downstairs, but you heard a noise and go check it out. i will be your exterminator baby...spiders, bugs, rodents..pets don't stand a chance. i will do everything in my power to make sure you are never harmed. 


honor

i promise to not disrespect you. to check my friends who step over the line. i promise to not get into stupid fights. to ignore that last promise if someone overtly does or says something that i feel as a man i can not allow (put them paws on him...). i promise to ride with you against your friends even when you're wrong #moneyteam.

soul.

i promise to love your soul, so when we leave our bodies we will always be in love. i want to establish a spiritual bond that can't be broken. i promise to pray for you, pray with you, and keep God first. I promise to keep God in every aspect of our lives, decisions, & plans.

feelings.

i will take your feelings at face value. i won't undercut them because they conflict with mine. i will try to listen, understand, and not judge. i promise to take them into consideration before i make decisions whether it effects only me or both of us. i promise to be honest, open, & receptive. i will try my best not to say things out of anger, hurt, or sadness.


these are the ways i will protect you.






day#1: sweet talk week

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

i want to matter...in your world

i wake up and think of you. you're on my mind throughout the day. i go to sleep & pray for you. you matter...to me, in my world. but do i matter to you, in your world?

in the story of your life, am i a co-star,  guest star, or just an extra. when you plan for your future, does it include me? or do i fade away like the other people in your past. the other people who no longer matter. . .

it's not my insecurities that fuel these questions..it's my fear that at any moment i could stop existing in your world. i could stop meaning what i think i mean to you. i could stop being all you need, all you want, stop being enough...to you. it has nothing to do with how i treat you. nothing to do with how much i love you. nothing to do with how you felt yesterday or even today...if you don't feel it tomorrow. game over. i lose. #fail.com. and the lack of control over your feelings terrorize me. i just want to matter. to mean something. to enhance your world, your life, your "moments". i want you to miss me. to want me. to....need me, all of the times..most of the times, or at least sometimes.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

i'm a F - I - G - H - T - E - R



i'm a fighter.

when it comes to your heart, i'll fight.
when it comes to your trust, i'll fight.
when it comes to our love, i'll fight.



and i'm not afraid to lay my cards out. to be honest. to be open. to let you inside. to show my vulnerabilities. to trust in you, in us.

in a tug of war, i'll win.
in a win or draw, i'll win.
in a choose or lose, i'll choose to win.

that's a fighter. i'm a man who will stop at nothing to give my all. my everything. and will do anything to make it work. i won't walk away til there's nothing left to fight for.


are you a fighter? then fight with me...not against me, so we can both win.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

wow...just wow



wow..
just wow

admiring your shade of beautiful
all of your amazing features
your eyes, your nose, your ears, your lips...
all the things that make you, you
i could stare for days
weeks...months...years
the rest of my life
wow..
just wow

my eyes staring at you
piercing through you
deep...
long glances
i see past your exterior
your flaws...your shortcomings
i see you, i get you
i can let you take my heart
but i can't let you take my eyes off of you
wow..
just wow

your lips
so soft...so inviting
i love the way you bite them
lick them
curve them into that pretty smile
i want to kiss you, til you feel it in your toes
your neck..your back..
your...well i'll leave it at that
wow..
just wow

when i touch you, i know...you're mine
you like it, you love it, you want some more of it...
because you invite my touch
invite me to explore
to follow your curves...crevices...your spots
caress you here, caress you there, caress you everywhere
can i follow your road
to the softest place on earth?
wow..
just wow

let's play cause & effect
cause i want to cause an effect in you
when i breath in, you breath out
when i close my eyes, i want you to open yours
watch me.....
love you
you've made me say it, now...
i want to make you say
wow..
just wow

Friday, July 8, 2011

it's you....and no one else

i dreamed that i was in love with the most beautiful woman in the world.

it's you. (and no one else)

i kissed this woman till her lips gave in, her legs grew weak, her stomach got butterflies, her hands lost recognition and found themselves all over me.

it's you. (and no one else)

i whispered in her ears, vibrated her mind, and stimulated her in ways she couldn't begin to comprehend.


it's you. (and no one else)


when i held her, she felt changed. she felt my presence. she felt me with her, right then. right there. always.

it's you. (and no one else)

i planted an idea. an idea that blossomed. spread. and totally took over her. love.

it's you. (and no one else)

she can tell by the way i look at her. the way i touch her. the way i talk to her. the way i treat her. that i have never looked, touched, talked, or treated anyone else this way.

it's you. (and no one else)


i dreamed that i was in love with the most beautiful woman in the world, yet it wasn't a dream. it's my reality, because...


it's you. (and no one else).






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Monday, April 4, 2011

tell your girlfriend...

so..

you don't tell her you love her. don't remind her she's beautiful. don't treat her like a woman. you don't give her what she needs.

but you're mad at me.

you don't kiss her like it's your last. you don't touch her like it's new. you don't look at her like she's the only woman in the world.

but you're mad at me.

you don't say the things she likes.
do the things she wants.
ask her how she feels.
show her that she matters.

but you're mad at me.

you're mad because your girl recognizes the qualities in me that you don't possess. you're mad because she wishes, hopes, prays that one day you'll appreciate her. you can't blame me. you can't blame her. you should blame yourself.

you should blame yourself for neglecting her. you should blame yourself for disrespecting her. you should blame yourself for not realizing that you had the world. you had everything you needed. you just never thought she'd realize she didn't need you.

you cheated on her and now you see the chick you're with isn't 1/10  of the woman you left. all she's did was move you out the way for me. ay..tell you new girlfriend i said thanks. it's because of her i found a woman who wants to love someone. and i'm man enough to love her back.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

love already?...


beautiful. breathtaking. (simply) amazing. three words that came to mind when you walked through the door. it's like someone hit pause on my life. i was frozen in my tracks. captivated by the gravitational pull i felt towards you. i couldn't take my eyes off you, despite all of the other pretty women all around you. they are a incomparable distractions. you're like a calla lily in a bouquet of roses. a skyscraper in a city skyline. the moon between the stars. you stand out. i see you.

outwardly there is no match...as a gazed upon your big beautiful eyes. your softness reached out and touched me. caressed me. yet i had still yet to meet you. i had still yet to hear the voice that in my mind sent chills up and down my spine. ice cold, ice cold. what i continued to remind myself. trying to keep my cool. trying to maintain my composure. i exhaled, with one deep breath i expelled my nervousness into the air. patiently trying to fight the feeling to stumble over my own feet so i could say "hello".

everyone else was a blur. my whole life before that moment, is forgotten. as i make my way towards you, i felt like the seconds it took me to reach you were hours. as i approached you, our stares deepened. 


i said hello, and you welcomed my greeting with a smile. i finally heard what my future wife sounds like, as you said hello. you had me...at hello. i officially surrendered my heart. i desperately wanted to know more about you. tell me anything, everything. i willingly gave my attention to you. not to sound like i was moving too fast, i simply was fast forwarding, because i knew from the moment i laid eyes on you that i wouldn't be able to ever let you go. i believe you have to claim & speak your blessings into existence. which i'll do right after you tell me your name....

Thursday, January 6, 2011

cuffing 365. . .



i know you've heard of cuffing season. yanno the time when everyone is trying to get someone to keep them warm in the winter.

see to some the other seasons aren't important. in fact, the idea of getting with someone just cause it's getting cold out, a holiday is coming, or it's the season to be attached is kinda..well lame.

it's been said, you must love someone through all the seasons to know it's really love. to know it's really real. to know it'll really last. so cuffing for just one season...is a waste of time. i want to see the sunsets with you. feel the cool breeze. watch the leaves falls. sit in front of the fireplace. you see what the guys who only cuff in the winter don't know is there is so much more than just having someone to keep you warm. so much more to "cuffing".

i wanna remember you in the summer. i call it the season of nakedness. it's when you debut that physique you worked so hard to get. the dieting, exercising, the toning up..i see you girl.  i see what you're working with. and i appreciate it. my eyes thank you. showing off those legs. arms. back. i catch myself stumbling over my own feet admiring the way that sundress sways when you walk by. seeing the freshly painted toes in those flip flops. manicured nails fresh out that nail shop. following the curve of your collarbone to places my eyes probably shouldn't be looking, but eh..i can't blame you for being so beautiful, huh? i want to stop you. smile. ask you for a moment of your time, would that be alright? i hate to be one of those guys who runs lines on you, but.. "my mother told me if i ever saw a woman as beautiful as you, i need to stop her and tell her how pretty i think she is". whether or not you think that was lame, you still give me your name. your number. and agree to give me a chance. as we meet for lunch. getting to know each other. discussing our lives, friends, views. it's like we connect instantly. the sparks are there. hours, days, even weeks later we are on fire. the summer is hot. the long days walking in the park. holding hands. enjoying each other's company. getting to know one another. see this isn't "summer love". we aren't kids. we aren't on spring break. this love affair doesn't have to stop just because the leaves start to fall. or the temperature gets cooler. it just means i simply must fall deeper in love with you. each moment, deeper. each day, deeper. see love doesn't fade with the seasons. attention does. appreciation does. interest does. as the blue skies turn orange, we still can enjoy the sunsets together. the crisp air, the smell of seasons changing. this is the "family" season. the time of the year you invite me home for thanksgiving. you introduce me to your parents. your siblings. your cousins. aunts and uncles. it's when i learn that you sucked your thumb till you were twelve. when your mom tells me all those embarrassing stories you planned for me to NEVER find out about. it's when we spend our first holiday together. making memories that we'll remember years from now. our first. fall to me is an accidental metaphor of love. one of the most romantic seasons. i liken the leaves on the trees to the hairs on your head. i want to watch them change colors, with you. i want to be with you through all of our changes. i can't help but appreciate the beauty of nature. some things are just too beautiful to explain. the leaves, the sunsets, you. all placed here by God. all placed in my life for a reason. i want your touch to feel more familiar than it did a day ago. your kiss to taste sweeter than it did a week ago. your heart to beat faster than it did a month ago. loving someone takes effort. effort takes time. so i want to take my time showing you how much i love you. as the days grow colder, i feel like we've been together forever. yes, this is the actual "cuffing season". it's the time of year all of our single friends, somehow start becoming attached. while they're out trying to find someone to buy them a christmas present, we're picking out our first tree together. picking out gifts for our family and friends together. the keyword is, together. i don't care what i do, as long as it's with you. see winter is cuffing season because it feels natural to be up under someone when it's cold outside. to have someone keeping you warm. to walk close. arm and arm. to cuddle under the covers. for you to warm my feet with your unusually hot space heater-like body. you make my winter feel like summer all over again. different season, yet the desire to do the same things is still there. along with a list of new things. things i've been waiting to do with that special person. while you laugh at my dad's jokes. build snowmen with my son. help my mom figure out how to text on the cellphone i just bought her. little things that seem like nothing, means so much. you mean so much. as the ice starts melting. and the days get a little warmer. i take comfort in you. we've made it through 3 seasons, and this last one seems so full of potential. i look forward to the lazy days by the lake. kissing you in the spring rain. i call this the "nurturing" season. because this is where everything happens. what you plant, takes root and grows. i've nurtured our love for four seasons, and i'mi'm looking forward to what it becomes. and i'm praying that it last always. yea, some guys may cuff for a season. but i cuff 365 days of the year.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

sweet talk week...

i'm labeling this "sweet talk" week. all week i'm gonna touch on a different love subject. 

just a warning for you love haters.  

*starting monday sept. 6, 2010



Sunday, August 22, 2010

delicious love...



"can i taste your love? i bet it's delicious. i bet it's sweet, sweeter than your kisses. "


i think i'm addicted to you. i sit around feenin' for another hit. another kiss. another touch. another chance to look in your eyes. i want need it...now. i can't wait another hour, minute, second..it's like the more i'm without it the more incomplete i become. i need to re-up on you. i need see you, spend time, be close..

close enough to smell you. not your perfume, not your shampoo, not anything you're wearing. but to smell you. i need your essence to travel to my nostrils so i can breathe you. with each breath it makes my heart skip, my eyes close tightly. as if i'm stuck in a dream. a dream that may or not be true. see whenever i'm with you my reality is blurred. is this true? can't be, it's too good to be true. and when i pinch myself, i find myself fighting to keep my eyes closed. just in case. in case when i open them you're not here.

so i use my hands...i reach out. your skin against my fingertips wake up my senses. it's like i can see with my eyes closed. i can hear with my ears closed. i can taste with my mouth closed. it becomes second nature. i know your body like i constructed it myself. every inch, every curve, every indention. my hands glide like a sculptor tracing you, touching you, feeling you...as if it's my last chance. and it is. it's my last chance in this moment. so forgive me if i linger here or there for a while. if my hands get stuck in one place. it's just that i can't get this moment back, so i want to make it last forever...and ever.

or at least till you can't take it anymore. as i open my eyes, slowly. one by one. making sure you're still here. i can't help but stare. readjust my eyes on you. you are so beautiful. yes, even with your clothes on. shirt wrinkled, head scarf on, my old jogging pants. i still see through to your center. your heart, your mind, your soul all send signals to me at one time. you feel that? that's me sending signals back to you. i call it "breath signals", because with every breath i take my soul is whispering "i love you". i hope you can hear it. if not, i'll whisper it in your ear. i'm not afraid to say it, i know it grows tiring. but i never know when i'll run out of chances to let you know. so i'll say it till it echos in the heavens in the sky. so you'll never forget, never doubt, never question...


i kiss your ear, your neck, your shoulder...as i trace "i - l- o - v - e  - y - o - u" down your arm. when i hold your hand an incredible warm feeling rushes over me. as i interlock my fingers with yours, i feel connected. i can feel what your thinking. i can feel that shiver that's running down your spine. it's like your playing tag, because now it's running down mine.

i want to kiss you. sorry for the thought blurting it's way out of my subconscious. but now that i've thought it into the moment, i can't help but want to. can i kiss you? can i taste your love...it feels like i've been waiting all my life...for one kiss.