Asra & Art

 Not sure the year,

But a few from now-

In a different place,

Building and growing. 

Our beautiful daughter,

Bouncing curls like yours-

Maybe 8 or 9 years old.

A parent teacher conference,

For art class - 

Our little girl expressing herself through color, despite the instructions to create in charcoal -

Black and white.

The concern from her art teacher regarding her lack of following direction made me giggle inside,

Because she has such a free spirit-

Not one to be tamed. 

And your face,

Oh my God,

Your face-

I laugh now thinking about it.

Pure shock and utter irritability-

"Art is subjective, how can you even grade her on her own interpretation?" 

And here we go,

I fight back my laughter and try not to let it show on my face. 

Because I know you, 

And how you think that social construct is absolute bullshit.

The teacher explains the assignment again, as if you didn't hear,

Asra playing with a doll at another table behind us, oblivious to the conversation at hand. 

She has such peace of mind in her own little world,

I smile, knowing this won't affect her.

You roll your eyes, and kindly say "Ma'am,  I understand the assignment, but do you understand that art is subjective?" 

In that moment I realize how much I adore you,

I love how you advocate for those you love,

Your love is so deep and apparent, 

The giggles build inside of me, because I swear I can read your mind. 

And I wake , from the sound of my actual laughter

Inevitable

 There is so much inevitable about Us.

There is such certainty in my heart and soul that things will continue to unfold as they have thusfar,

While uncovering all of the endless possibilities ahead of us. 

You have become such a beacon of light in my world,

And I'll capture and cherish it, every moment I get.

We hold something sacred.

It is delicately crafted to meet each of our needs and desires-

While exceeding all expectations we've had.

A pleasant surprise, to say the least.

Who would've known back in August of last year that this would have blossomed into what it has?

Who would've known that from December to now, we would have fallen this deep?

Only Goddess and the Universe;

Who have conspired to connect our souls in the most intricate ways.

You are slowly becoming a piece of me, and I a piece of you.

Each step meticulously taken, with trust and hope-

Each moment delivering a satisfaction neither of us have experienced before,

Sasiating a hunger we knew we had deep down.

Our glasses slowly filling with droplets of love, 

Unconditionally- 

Expanding in the spaces where we need it most,

A life force fueling all that we could possibly want or need.

Shockwaves course through my veins with each kiss, each gentle touch, each gaze with words unspoken-

We study one another, fascinated by the other's magic and glow.

The truth is,

We've both been glowing a lot more,

We have been radiant as we go throughout our days- 

Both together, and apart. 

Strangers notice, friends notice, our families notice.

But what is most important, is that We notice,

And we know that this is something special,

Something unbreakable, 

Something undeniably meant to be-

As we say, the perfect timing.

Watching us water and grow this delicate seed, has proven to be one of the most enjoyable tasks I've taken on with you. Watching it sprout, and peek its face towards the sun, is just the beginning of all that's to come.

The first of many things we will grow together, 

Sow together,

Reap together.

Bask in the sunlight today and feel my kiss, 

My arms around you will be soon to follow.

Wild Beautiful Ride

  "Fuck it, let's just skip everything and get married..."

"I'd marry you tomorrow..." 

Bold statements,

Followed by pinky promises and more talks of kids-

Our kids,

Our future,

Our "what could be" life. 

You so badly want to hear the words escape my lips-

And you know they're there,

And I hear them through your gaze. 

You are such a God damn dream-

You may tell me that I have "all of the qualities you've ever wanted in a partner," but darling, the truth is, you have all of the ones I could have asked for too.

We vow to navigate this terrain together-

While it may have its bumps, twists and turns- we've found a way to make it beautiful. 

We have healed one another so much, and I love the way we glow, especially when we are together. 

Kissing you today outside,  I was captivated by your light as the sun kissed the sides of our faces. You looked like an angel, standing unapologetically in front of me. 

I could drown in your laughter, and die happy- truly,  happy. 

We count down the minutes and hours until we are wrapped in one another's arms again - but despite the space, I feel your energy and your love wrapped around me...tightly..

 Holding me in a sacred space;

One that only we share. 

It is so strong and safe, honest and accepting... 

A place I could easily call "home." 

Which is why we laugh, as we share dreams and day dreams - because as ridiculous as it may sound, we both simply could see it. 

You feel right, you fit right, you are right- 

And my heart is full yet again. 

I'll hold onto yours with care, as you have mine. 

It is so wildly beautiful, this ride.

Mornings Like This

 Mornings like this,

I wish I was waking next to your beautiful face-

Rolling over and kissing you gently on the forehead while you still rest your eyes-

Tracing my fingers along your back and your thighs.

Mornings like this 

I wish I could feel your body against mine- bare, and begging for me-

Always the perfect way to start our day,

That closeness is unmatched,

As we reach climax together.

Mornings like this I wish I could bring you coffee in bed,

Analyze our dreams from the night prior as we sip the bitter heat, and hold one another's hand-

I love our slow morning talks and routines.

Mornings like this I wish you were sitting at my kitchen table,

As I make you breakfast with love, 

Your adoring eyes looking at my ass, as I stand at the stove-

You can't help yourself but stand up and walk my way for a handful, while kissing on my neck and playfully teasing me.

Mornings like this, I wish you'd be walking beside me as I take my pup for a walk- 

The cool spring breeze excites us for the summer to come, 

We soak up the sunshine and one another, in a blissful moment shared.

But for now,

Mornings like this mean me savoring each memory we've created, hearing your voice on the other end of the line as you sneak away to say "good morning"

Mornings like this mean, words spilling onto pages as I sip my coffee wishing I was tasting you instead-

Counting down the hours until we are together again- 

On mornings like this,

I remind myself that the greater picture is so fucking beautiful, 

And so worth the wait-

All of this is temporary and "in time," as we always say, we will be exactly where we are supposed to be,

Babe, I know the thought of it excites you, the way it excites me 

Mornings like this, 

Let's hold them close-

They're building blocks on our journey-

A foundation being laid, 

And someday, 

We will look back and say,

"Remember those mornings? Look how far we've made it."

Fervor

 It's early,

I sit here and hold onto the stillness and steadiness of your breath,

After another night spent sleeping on the phone with one another. 

My coffee is hot and perfectly bitter,

A cool spring breeze dances through my home. 

Bakhoor burns while my mind swirls with the poetry that is, you.

You are the embodiment of what love should feel like.

Gentle, calm, sensitive,  understanding,  warm, protective, playful, passionate, ambitious, adventurous, open minded, safe, nurturing, kind, and patient. 

I explore the depths of my mind, untangling all of the emotions that buzz around my soul-

They're so beautiful, and intricate -

I feel encouraged to explore and express them- you create that space for me.

I see beyond the now with you,

I see the possibilities that could be if we decide to chase them unapologetically, together.

It is wild to unpack and decode, 

But life is far too short to deny ourselves what we both know we crave. 

So,

We dance-

To the sound of you humming a tune,

To the music in the grocery store and the gym,

To the sound of our heartbeats and breath.

Oh, how we dance.

And we laugh,

At the world at our feet, 

At the things that only we know and share,

At the chaos around us,

God, 

I love your laugh.

You bring me closer to my highest self,

Bringing out my favorite parts of my being,

Allowing me to step into who I truly am,

And you accept me-

And adore the intricacies I've shared with you.

You look at me as though you've found a lost treasure you weren't sure existed -

But, I'm here to tell you-

I wasn't sure that it existed either,

But it appears that we've found it together.

It's materialized and crystallized before our eyes.

Moments pass, and you have now made yourself at home in my mind and my heart,

As minutes, hours, and days pass by,

I think of you often, 

It's like you're always there. 

I'm so grateful you've decided to stay,

To explore,

To trust, 

And to open up.

You are such a work of art,

Inside and out,

I consume you with fervor and intent.

Falling more with each passing moment,

Without a care if I have a parachute attached,

Because the rush of this all,

Will be worth it.

Free falling and confident you will catch me in the end.

"Some type of way"

 You look at me,

Adoring gaze as if you're captivated-

Eyes locked with mine, 

Smile brighter than the sun...

"What?" I ask playfully

Already knowing what you're thinking,

Because I'm thinking it too. 

You play a game of tug of war,

With your words - not saying what you're thinking, as I try to pull it out of you

"When the time is right..."

You quip, 

I smirk,

Your smile gets wider

I playfully beg, acting as if I can't read what is written all over your beautiful face,

But it's there,

I see it

But you keep your lips tight,

And only say "You've got me feeling some type of way"

... "Some type of way"

As I inquire about the millions of emotions you could possibly feel, you giggle uncontrollably-

But we both know,

What "Some type of way" means

So I say back to you,

"You've got me feeling some type of way too"

Let's Do This

 All of the talks,

About this future,

We are building-

The smiles on our faces,

As we know exactly what's unfolding-

Undeniably set in stone,

The love grows,

The memories flow,

The laughter expands,

The ideas begin to materialize,

As I see it in your eyes,

In your smile...

I feel it in your touch,

And hear it in your soft whispers as I slowly wake in your arms

Beautiful woman,

Let's do this.