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With this letter, I keep …

  • Candace Green
  • Nov 26, 2022
  • 2 min read

expectations…


there are so many hopes yet I know that with these

expect… expecting

expectations..

I have to keep them low


tho’ this hope has me in a clinching sort of choke-hold …

what is

what IS..

for I can see it so vividly.. where I wish we could be

for you to see 


be present with me

lean in to me,

so closely that my fragrance leads you

to the depths of me

enjoy the company we share,

make me feel

beautiful

always keep your thoughts pure

for me in ways that exude..

a masterpiece of love

one that you meticulously reserved

for what can solely be created together, as we


stay up all night

with you, I love..


talking about everything like only...

souls intertwined over many lifetimes

can do..


sincerity


to laugh with you

intimacy that leaps over immature

short -lived temptations 

contrarily

a desire to please

connect with every sensation above and beneath the skin

a caress that reminds me of my true beauty

how you see me


for my imperfections not

to

be

imperfect but the 

perfect I’m 

in your arms and hands 

spoil me..

stay


lay with me as insecurities wash away

being so 

secure In...

the world, your world, our world, a together world,


you inside...


so simple as looking in my eyes when you speak,

do everything to let me know that you see me

the depth, even the depleted, daring & the dreaming parts of me 


take what is broken & open this heart of mine in a special way


help me


see myself again…

To get me back to me…

your promise of love that goes beyond words..

a reminisce to reclaim my truest essence


beauty

free spirits 

sensuality

brilliance

strength

power

sanctity

that can only be appreciated when connecting with me


ask me anything 

ask me everything

ask me nothing 

silence


you already know where I am

where you will take me,

our future lands safely,

lust replaced with love.. that only you can hold on..

your access affords permission...


to 

finally 

heal 


but as the sweet necessity of  

this

sound...


all of this …wasn’t part of our deal

🖤

ree

 
 
 

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