I want a forever partner more than I want the
idealistic marriage we all get lost trying to find.
I want a kind love more than I want a lover.
I want someone who truly loves themselves
because I’ve learned one can only love me
to the extent they honestly love themselves.
One of the sexiest things a man can do
is gently place his hand on the small of my back
and lead me, lead me wherever he’d like us to go.
Could be as close as the bedroom
Or as far as his dreams, just lead me.
We can’t just dress this cake with
love and expect it to taste good if
the ingredients don’t include respect,
trust, loyalty, honesty, faith, kindness,
affection, communication, understanding…
Love isn’t enough to make us edible.
I want delectable. I want fulfilling.
I want a flavor I can devour.
I want much more than the icing on our cake.
I can’t wait for the nights we’ll
Finally call the same pillow home.
Until then I’ll keep your side cool
Just how you like it.
I keep getting the feeling that I should be capturing this moment, this experience. I’ve never done anything so daring in the name of romance and possibly love. I’m nervous as heck. The butterflies in my stomach seem drunk. Fluttering about in all different directions. But among the chaos I still feel a sense of peace and calm. I trust him with my safety and dare I say heart? So here I am embarking on this new journey, adventure. I don’t know where this will lead but I want these words to frame this moment in time. Who knows, maybe I’ll be reading this to our kids one day.