39/365

39/365

I want a love that doesn't feel like labor. 

A lover that doesn't mind my cursing like sailor.

I want a love that allows me to be me, allows me to express myself fully without feeling suppressed. 

A lover that cares about my well-being and their own. Especially their own because, love, you are all you have. 

I want a love filled with face masks, tea tree oil, shea butter, and warm tea. 

Warm embraces, touching faces, and tangled sheets. 

I want a lover that loves God more than he loves himself. A lover that reminds me to be God-fearing. A love that encourages me to seek God, for without Him nothing we share will ever be secure. 

I want a love that is just that---- love. No games, no skips, no trap-doors, no hopscotch: just love.