Nameless Love

Most nights I’m fine.
I crawl into my bed alone and it’s my choice.
I dream about faraway lands and
Fairy tale times and
Wake to another day
Full with the potential of finally
Saying hello to you.

But some nights I’m
Notsofine.
Sometimes I just want you to hold me,
Laugh with me,
Tell me I’m pretty.
These are the nights when
I get so mad at myself
For not telling you my secret:
I think you are mine!

How do you tell someone
You love them when you
Don’t even know their name?

Thursday Poem

sometimes when it’s been a really long day
and all I want to do is come home,
crawl into your arms
and melt off into love,
it’s all I can do to keep from screaming
and laughing
and crying
all at once at the thought of that flawless,
breath-taking moment when I
finally get to feel the electricity
of your touch,
smell in your smell
and taste all of those amazing, unsaid words
for me on your lips.
touch me again and show me
that easy way in which you
take my whole soul’s world and shake it
to the core as if it were a
tambourine in your lonely heart’s club band.

Full Moon Love

What is it about the full moon
That makes my skin stand
In tiny little bumps
When your breath passes close enough
That I can breathe in the possibilities
That rise and fall with each exhale;
Each goosebump--its own mountain
Of fear, anxiety, disquietude--
Melts into an ocean of touches
When you fold me into you.