to fall asleep with you in my arms
To kiss you when you wake
To say, “Good Morning, beautiful.”
You are you and you are mine and you are always beautiful.
to curl up in your heart and mind.
Take up space, as you live in my secret places.
Touch and laughter, sly looks and inside jokes
discussions not fights
Fights are about winning
Discussion is about figuring out where we stand and where we’re going and what can be done
I want my passion to be something you desire
Public displays of affection are just affection
And on and on
relationship goals
Afterwards
Lips brush
eyes wide open
wet pressure building
tongues at war with each other
looking for grace in the abandon of desire
a caress of fingertips across bruised flesh
these impermanent reminders
marking you as mine
each pain a faint echo
pleasures remembered on the end of a lash
the sweet nectar of your voice
and the sweeter gift
of your submission
Pelgris 