Confessions From a Shot Glass

It must be transparent
My useless attempts to disguise my true feelings as lighthearted lust
a harmless flirt
my habitual pattern of settling for less than opening up my trust and speaking a pure, unadulterated truth

I want you

But I want to no longer... just want
to have the courage to speak the words my mouth dare not yet divulge

That I long to try, and maybe fail
and carry a gentle blanket of nostalgia
to reminisce of a time when love was gentle and true
and even though the fire burned out
the memory of the heat could combat even the coldest of broken hearts

I long to try and possibly succeed
In becoming something in which you can seek solace

On your good days when the light in your eyes illuminates possibilities beyond your wildest dreams
On your worst days when you need the comfort of unjudging arms
to be the lover
to end your nights sucking away the stress and strain
and begin your every morning blowing my passion and confidence back into you

You make me want to be more of the best of me, to bring out the best in you

If only I could

The unshakable thought of you
all facets and aspects
will roam around my mind
until the end of time
and nowhere is not a far enough place to run from the hope...

The slightest utter from your lips
or gentle greetings sent my way
the much needed remedy
that stills the thunderous roar of my heart as I ponder my desire
in soliloquies of wonder
begging for the chance to be all that you need

The call of my soul beckons you to me
to bring forth joy from depths that only you've ever reached
and extract the dimples that only emerge into the world when you dip your pen into my well and sketch a smile across my lips

If only you knew...