Your hair like soft feathers,
Your heart is pure peace,
You've captivated everyone,
Our obsession won't cease.
This Is How We Fall In Love The Real Way
And then. Walls collapse. Someone caves. “I’m sorry.” “Me too.” A light kiss is offered and accepted. Hair is pushed out of the way so that four eyes can meet. Chests are pressed firmly. Grace is shown.
Read MoreSo This Is Love
Life is not always live music, sloppy kisses, and sushi dates. Sometimes it’s realizing you can’t afford your dream apartment. Sometimes it’s searching for an emerald pheasant birthday card amidst generic cupcakes and balloons.
Read MoreEli John
Your supple cheeks and fingers long,
Your meek and loving soul.
A pure sunrise, our little lamb
Each heart you touch, you hold.
Dating Doesn’t Always Suck
When I receive his text messages, I am free to write back immediately. I don’t have to calculate the appropriate read-to-respond delay ratio. (That’s a thing, right?) I don’t dig for a witty retort; I don’t second-guess. Does this sound clingy? Are capital letters too intense? I’d better go all-lowercase. I just respond.
Read MoreNew Favorite Boy
Long eyelashes tied in loose bow ties,
Tiny creases between cerulean sea eyes,
Cotton cap hugging your baby doll ears,
Moonlight dazzles, we cry happy tears.
Little boys, who believe with their whole hearts, bouncing around in cotton pajamas. Shimmering lights on sturdy trees. Packages cinched exquisitely with glossy, gold ribbon.