Naked Love

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Every love has a beginning,
whether started in a coffee shop or an IHOP.
A story unfolds with each day that passes by.
From the way he looks at me with his intoxicating eyes.
The way he kisses my cheek before he leaves.
The waking up in the middle of the night to realize he's holding me.
The rough days that end with hugs hoping to brighten his day.
All the little things that mean so much more than in the beginning.
Moments vividly sketched into my mind.
Love is a beautiful treasure that shouldn't be lost.
Beauty in love is like a rose without thorns right?
I disagree, my love has thorns and we get pricked every so often.
Whether he doesn't want to do something and I do.
Making dinner for him to not be hungry.
Days where we both are just off and want time of peace.
The grumpy and sick days that we don't always agree.
I look back and slightly laugh about the days we disagree.
The days we were upset with one another made our love thrive.
There's plenty of times I have cried in our time together.
I don't regret it for that's what makes it so naked and true.
A love we both adore and find to be beautiful yet it can be daunting.
Pushing every day to make it work and to make the our other half happy.
So although I call our love beautiful others would call it dysfunctional or crazy.
To forcibly run through a field of roses with thorns slicing at me.
For this one person is worth the moments of hurt and sorrow.
He's even worth my very last penny if that meant I knew he was taken care of.
This beautiful naked love has not been simple in the slightest but the most difficult task I have chosen.
For the love and passion we share has been my favorite adventure I keep on living.
Every love has a beginning and every love has an end.
For me this love will never end,
it's a series that will always continue to grow.
Through the naked periods of love.💕

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