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Loving you
Dedicated to CY
I love you
I know not how to adequately express
What
These three words are meant to convey
I love thee
Still
Not adequate enough
Every part of me loves thee
Mayhap
This is too intimate for me to put
To words
A phrase
Far easier to convey
My passion for
Your touch
My longing
To caress
Along the length and breadth
Of thee
Have all of you
On
All of me
You
Inside
Me
tightly fitting
As tightly as two can be
Entwined
Holy
Sacred
Sacrosanct rites as old as humankind
Bound in blood by flesh in seed
By soul in musk by sweat in
Pain by transcendent
Joy
This
Effort
To
Write
Love
Hurts
Feels woefully inadequate
Words: meaningless void
We love enough to be free together
Free
To explore others
To communicate wholly
Completely
To always be each other as we are for ourselves and for each other
With you I am not stifled
I do not pretend to something I am not
To someone I cannot be
I am, simply, me
And you accept
And love
As I accept you
And love
I never thought could be this way
You are the miracle
Within my life
My heart
My soul
You helped to set me free
From constraints binding me so tightly
I could not breathe freely, yet I feared this was how I had to live, had to be, that none would ever know or accept me just as I am
Then
Along you came
Unbeknownst to me, you were my bruised and battered knight and I, your not so maidenly, Joan of Arc
Nor so virtuous, pious, or pure
No matter
I battle by your side
And you have me there
We two
Have I told thee
How I love you?
I love you
I know not how to adequately express
What
These three words are meant to convey
I love thee
Still
Not adequate enough
Every part of me loves thee
Mayhap
This is too intimate for me to put
To words
A phrase
Far easier to convey
My passion for
Your touch
My longing
To caress
Along the length and breadth
Of thee
Have all of you
On
All of me
You
Inside
Me
tightly fitting
As tightly as two can be
Entwined
Holy
Sacred
Sacrosanct rites as old as humankind
Bound in blood by flesh in seed
By soul in musk by sweat in
Pain by transcendent
Joy
This
Effort
To
Write
Love
Hurts
Feels woefully inadequate
Words: meaningless void
We love enough to be free together
Free
To explore others
To communicate wholly
Completely
To always be each other as we are for ourselves and for each other
With you I am not stifled
I do not pretend to something I am not
To someone I cannot be
I am, simply, me
And you accept
And love
As I accept you
And love
I never thought could be this way
You are the miracle
Within my life
My heart
My soul
You helped to set me free
From constraints binding me so tightly
I could not breathe freely, yet I feared this was how I had to live, had to be, that none would ever know or accept me just as I am
Then
Along you came
Unbeknownst to me, you were my bruised and battered knight and I, your not so maidenly, Joan of Arc
Nor so virtuous, pious, or pure
No matter
I battle by your side
And you have me there
We two
Have I told thee
How I love you?
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