In the spaces you are, I find joy. Your smile upturned, makes my heart beat faster, and only restraint keeps me from kissing you.
I want you as one cast out who seeks redemption in your heaven.
Even my private sanctuaries are empty without you. I am not unaware of your broken places. I merely see them as the first flowers of beauty.
My ability to contain myself is coming to a ragged end. I must speak, even in this obscure forum, else lose my heart completely.
