The rain came before the sun. The umbrella, I placed over my head didn’t prevent me from being drenched. The storm was a message, we really wanted to spend the rest of our lives together. We fought until we spoke the same language. We shared until it became natural. We hugged and kissed until we were pros. We ask hard questions expecting honest answers. We searched for where we related together. We never pretend we didn’t disagree, we expressed it. Sometimes we had to retreat to our corners, other times we stood in the middle of the ring and traded punches. I thought, I was protected by the umbrella over my head but I was drenched. She came from out of nowhere; clear skies, one gray cloud, then the whole world went black. My heart pumped, frustration became a normal emotion, but the greatest Love was somehow being built. She didn’t want my compassion, she wanted my truth. She didn’t shy away from my mind, she just challenged it to open up further. It was raw from the beginning until one day we were cooked. All of our truths on the table, we were ready to dine for a lifetime. Then, the sun came out….
I see her. But, she is blinded by yesterday’s pain, unforgiving of herself for allowing failure to be possible. She runs, from all that causes smiles and happiness. Discomfort has new meaning. When hugged, she pictures betrayal. When kissed, she only thinks how the saliva will dry. When Loved, she believes God hates her. Yet, I still see her. Everything I know her heart can be. The hope of a romantic Love that sees us both daring to risk everyone to gain everything. The pain in her eyes can’t blind her forever, and when she can see herself again. I want to be right there waiting….
I whispered in your ear “I Love you”, your cheek was pressed up against my face. The smell of your happiness, aroused me. My heart beat started the drum, my pores started to water, and I couldnt help but to wrap my arms around your lower back and pull you in closer. You are my life. You enhance my passion to live. I breathe a little deeper, due to smile. Your body heat warmed my soul, not because I am was horny, but because you are home. I pushed you away from me to see you eye to eye. I want you to know a part of my faith is to stay faithful to us. You started to cry, I placed four fingers against your temples, as my thumbs wiped your tears. I leaned in, to suck the tears I missed off you lips. You kissed me passioniately and I returned the passion by wrapping my lips around yours. The moment was perfected in joy. Love wasn’t made, it was explored….
I Love You Aziz
The world can hold me to my Promises….
Why am I always selling you a dream because I don’t want to factor in others’ realities, being ours? No, I can’t picture myself lying in between another woman’s thighs. Why do I have to admit that it could happen? No, I can’t picture me putting my hands on you in any abusive way. That isn’t something I will ever concede to being a reality. No, I won’t leave you to chase greed, you are my dream, I can’t see a future without you. Us breaking up, that isn’t happening; that isn’t our life. Stop living other people’s realities and making it ours. I make it home everyday. When I can’t, I call you, and tell you why. When I tell you why, you never have to second guess the reason, unless, I am trying to surprise you with a happy moment. When we make love, tears still run down your cheeks from the happiness of our passion to please one another. Yes, we argue and fuss but that’s because we are honest about things we disagree with, and we aren’t going to bite our tongues just to maintain a false peace. We live check to check but we are never struggling wondering how we will pay the bills because we manage our funds together. We are honest about our earnings and where they are going. We live within our means. This is our reality. All this Love between us is our reality. Come here, give me a kiss, your lips on mine is our reality. We don’t have to be those around us, we will forever go up and never be down again because we have each other. You are my reality! Happiness is possible….
I write in fear that all my Love will leave as soon as my words hit the paper. With you not around at the moment I just want to speak my heart to you. The rain splashes on the window and streams of water fall down the glass. The passion in the air is a togetherness that can only bond Lovers. I close my eyes and attempt to picture my arms around your body but my imagination couldn’t compete with the real thing. I try to inhale your smell but the pipes of the projects prevent me from smelling anything but pissy heaters. I want to bottle all these emotions in me, yet I am writing. I can’t hold them in because the overwhelming Love forces me to document my passion. It pains me to hold it all in, though I tried, and I failed. Yet, I succeeded in using words that defined how my heart believes in yours. I had to write them because if my breath begins to shorten, I didn’t want to leave you without understanding all you mean. I Love You, I Love Us, I Love Life because we are a We. My first line was written in fear I would lose and my last is written because I know how much I have to gain. I wrote these words because they enhance my soul and allows me to be closer to yours. Thank you for providing me Love worth describing.
I fell in Love with the consistency of your Love. You were always around when I needed you the most and when I thought I didn’t need you;I realized I truly wanted you. Your tears, tear my heart. Your smile is food for my heart. Your pain gives me something to heal. When you are healed, I feel at full strength. You are my motivation to succeed or better yet my motivation not to fail. I think of you with every move I make. It’s okay not to have a mind of my own because I rather be mindful. Two thinking as one will cover more ground, so we will get to our destination without getting lost. I am in Love with you. There isn’t a doubt that I have surrendered to the idea that my life is fulfilled.