#trustheprocess

I want to know what you feel like as you caress your skin against mines.

I want to know what it feels like to feel the simplest touch of your lips, brush against my forehead as you create a vivid pink in my mind.

I want to know what it’s like to stare in your eyes and feel the connection by just the slightest look.

I want to know what the sound of drums is inside of your chest as it beats against my ears.

I want to listen to your love language, whether it’s the sense of touch, the poetry that comes from your lips, or your eyes staring into my soul.

I want to ease into your brain and unfold your story. And know this beautiful person that you painted on your skin.

I want to listen to the words of your life slip into my mind, so I can see myself in your shoes. To deeply truthfully understand your visions and meanings on love.

I want to feel your life through the palm of your hands, I want to take that pain and put it in my palms so, you would never feel that sadness again.