By A Comeaux
In light of my being a writer, a poet and a true romantic at heart, here's a piece from the amorous place that is my mind. I write this asking a question to my love yet to be realized. I ask this to you, in a relationship but have found more in common with complacency than your companion. I ask this to you, single but settling, still secretly holding on to your inner heart's cries so you bleed through your actions. I ask this to the lonely, yearning love. I'm reading this, to my heart's adornment...
I wanna make love.
No really make it like with my two hands and your arms. For me to nurture our nest and you to protect it. Like that.
I wanna make love.
Beautifully handmade and delicate but a foundation solid. Firm. Able to withstand. Time, Temptation, Trial and life's errors. Yes.
I wanna make love.
With the swiftness of my feet and the strength of your legs. To get over hurdles and long jump past opposition. For you to carry me if I'm weak and me able to quickly catch you if you should ever fall. Never. I've got you.
I wanna make love.
With my eyes and your vision. To see your hearts desires and keep you focused on the goal. Our goal. Yours in Mine. Mine in Yours. Wanting no less than the peak of OUR success.
I wanna make love.
With my head and your thoughts. To be like minded, on one accord with decent intentions and sweet desires. To meet you and take you. To understand you and never change but grow With you. Right from where you are. And I, too, will follow suit and allow you to be You as you respect my mind and what I do. Your Ying to my Yang and eloquently accommodate you
I wanna make love.
With my body. Your soul. My spirit. Your heart.
I wanna make love.
Make it. Take something one left and Make it. Yours. Mine. Make it right. With the heavy burdens of the world with a good woman and a real man we can make it light. Because you laugh with me. I want to share my smile with you. And you can share your pain. You can be an umbrella to my worries and repel discouragements rain.
Yes.
I wanna make love.
When you love me inside first. When I know your heart. But, love, You must know You first. As do, I. Need to know your hearts truth even when your fear would force you to lie. I said, I need to know your hearts truth even when your fear would force you to lie... But you can trust this, unknown, unexpected, unplanned and undaunted heart to love. Your weariness can find refuge in a place you've never been to but will never want to leave.
I wanna make love.
And keep your heart in mine and never let you down, no never let it break. I've been there and another heartcrack I simply can't take. That means you too. Wont break yours no not ever. I'd hand it back to you if I can't keep it. Unharmed and sweetly departed. No sadder scene than a tender love brokenhearted...
So, I apprehensively ask...
Do you?
Wanna make love, too?
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Source: http://www.chicagonow.com/blogs/six-brown-chicks/2011/06/i-wanna-make-love.html
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