There will never be enough words,
To make up and fill  the empty spaces,
Between I love you.

Sleepy Eyes 2012  

Any minute without you is wasted,
Only saved because
I spend it trying to get back to you.

Sleepy eyes 2012

If I know of love,

It is because you showed me;

Your heart taught me all that I needed to know. 
 

                                                   Sleepy Eyes May 2012




 

You’ll find me on the back side of a slow song,
The edge of your lips turned upwards,
The end of I love you.

Sleepy eyes may 2012

To my closest friends and family,

I have come to a conclusion. I am going underground. : )

I have been playing with this idea for a while. I will be deleting my facebook account roughly in one week. I made the finally decision earlier when looking through all my “friends” and thinking if I only spent the same time vested in all of these people into the ones that matter, (count them on one hand) how amazing my relationship with you could be. I admit I will miss random pieces of information I lovingly stalk on you, and goofy pictures that always manage to end up of Face book, but in all honesty I can not wait for the result of personal communication with each one of you. Last year I sat for two weeks trying to lay my life out on index cards like a graph to help understand the world better. I cleared the table, made room for huge and noble ideas. I came up with only 2 cards. One had my goals, short term, long term - personal to dos. The second card was under the category “things that are important.” I could only come up with one, Family/ Friends, the family you get to choose. On the back I wrote I want openness and energy to remember our time is short, to be there when needed, and to maintain health and fitness to prolong these relationships to the very thread bare end.

You are this important and beautiful and amazing to me. I want to cultivate that with personal attention. I do not need updates on every moment in your life. But I do need you.

Remember, as a good friend of mine that I had not seen for a while reminded me, a friends is someone you just pick up where you left off.

I want to take the 8 minutes I spend scrolling through 252 friends updates and text you to tell you good morning. I want to not “like” that you went running but call you and ask you how far you went. I want to facetime when I tell you that I love you and how much you mean to me. I want to send a real letter in the mail to check up on you and not click on your profile and scroll through. I want to remember your birthday because it is in my calendar and not because 150 people sent you the same message over and over and over again; I want to plan it and prepare for it not wake up and try and ride the popular wave.

Thus being said I would like you to please give me a moment of your undivided attention and update me… : ) ha ha ironic but I need your most current info.

Telephone email address birthday and the year. Your family members can be included… And what ever other information you would like to provide.

Attached at the bottom is mine so you don’t toss me out with the junk mail.

Sincerely,

Sleepy Eyes

You are my heart.
The lines that form and shape it,
The putty that fills the cracks in.
You are the answer to every beat,
Never leaving one breath to go unanswered,
Catching it on the edge of my lips,
Understanding it before it falls out to the world.
You are my best friend,
My biggest fan,
My most honest critic.
You are my dance partner,
My back up singer,
My most amazing pacer.
You are my ice cream date on Friday,
My personal bed warmer upper,
My push and my shove.
You are the happy in my ness,
My one thing I just can’t go without,
My brightest star that shines even in the darkest night.
You are my Sunday morning pancake maker,
My hand I will always have to hold,
My inspiration to be better.
You are my good sport through sappy Girly movies,
My chest I lay my upon,
My lips I’ll never forget to kiss goodnight.
You are my partner,
My lover,
My life.
You are my dearest love,
My heart.

Sleepy eyes

I want to be your last,
Like the last swig of tea you put honey in,
The sweetest sip saved for last.

Sleepy eyes march 2012

Wake me early in the morning,
Rouse me from the deepest slumber,
For you are better than any dream, any fantasy, any creation I could ever imagine. 

sleepy eyes march 2012 

I see you better with my eyes closed,
Where I can unwrap everything I’ve missed,
Find the point we left off,
Transition and catch up,
To here and now.
Not to last week’s frustrations,
Or yesterday’s woes,
But to a feeling of history,
As your hand runs up and under my shirt.
Skin haunted for far too long,
Lips hungry,
Chapped with desire.
Kiss me,
So I can remember,
Pull forth the memories,
Then sling shot me to the present.
Me.
Laying on your bed,
The feel of clean white sheets against my back,
The firm pressure of your hips pushing into mine.
My body arching in response,
Awakening from the comatose of painful endless days alone.
The burning of your skin searing into me,
Fusing,
Initiating fresh emotions,
Your hands relearning the curvature of my body.
Layer by layer lost,
Until all my recollections of you are piled high beside us.
And I am naked and exposed,
Leaving me but one thing,
To open my eyes and slowly take you in.

Sleepy eyes feb 2012

I’ve written out my history,
Unlocked all the doors,
Read with me with your fingers,
Tonight I am yours.

Sleepy eyes feb 2012

The world falls apart when you’re not around,
Quietly,
Cracks in the foundation.

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