I dream of resting your face in my lap and sitting under the stars on a beach. As the waves wash my feet and the breeze dissolves us, we will let the silence of the moment take over, our hearts growing and swelling up with the love we have for each other until it transforms into love for everyone and everything and until they are one big entity, until all the ocean is one big heart. So when I bend down and kiss your forehead, I'll taste the saltiness of the love of the heart that is the ocean. In the silence of your calm presence, I have often felt my heart become fluid as my eyes join them in thanking the universe for being alive. Your love is sacred. It is the language in which the universe speaks to me and tells me that I'm whole.

What is life

If it is not the quiet place

That wants to keep staring at leaves that move in the wind

And listening to the water make waves

What is it even

If not the desire to allow

The most natural thing which is growth

While also wanting to clutch hard

At how things are

What is it

If not the moment of being held and wanted

And the warmth of your bare skin on mine

When we are half asleep

And the blurring of the rest of the world to background

In that moment

What is life

If not, wanting love and acceptance

At all costs

And then losing and finding oneself

And learning to be truer, braver each day

What is life

If not this beautiful, eternal, messy balancing act

Of letting go

Of holding on