What we want

the luck of love leaves us longing for lower levels of lofty language.  even easier than everyone expected, we eat up every eager yet empty embrace.  what will we want when we wait with wisdom and not worthless wishing.  his hopes hid in his heart and her hurt held in hers, he heard her cry for help.  soon some will see skies scattered by stars soaring south in a soulful suspicious suspension and sigh, what was it that we were worried about anyway?

we just want to love.  we just want to be wanted.  we just want to be warmed by another and not left to artificial heat. this heat dries me, chokes me, and comes on too strong.  but the heat from the human sweats, breathes,  and stabilizes.

the perfect partner pretends to be preoccupied with purpose while all along they envision partnership and dream of  the preferred placement.  chances are that change chases challenge and shows its character as a cherished chieftain carried by charisma and class.  i want that.  i await that.  i am suspended until it arrives or is revealed.  my mind makes mention of meaningful messages, mellowing my insecurities and melting my most neccessary muscle.

we just want to love.  we just want to be wanted.  we just want to be known by another and not left to our own thoughts.  these thoughts paralyze, individualize and often scrutinize.  but the thoughts of two unify, justify and stabilize.

this is what we want…

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    • liz
    • April 8th, 2009

    liz likes the lovely language left to learn of love

    • liz
    • April 8th, 2009

    (btw, the date is a day ahead…)

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