Love Contemplation

Its been so long since I have felt true love for someone from the opposite sex, I don't remember. Does it have a smell, like the morning breeze on an early spring day waving around your head waking you up from a long winter. I want to hold love, feel its weight and mass and let it ooze all over my hands like melted dark chocolate. I want the texture to fill the lines of my hands and make them disappear. I want love to caress my face with such grace I shiver with joy. I want it to stand next to me, quiet and hold me. Hold me with such tenderness I weep uncontrollably. I want love to breath so close to me so I can remember the smell of her kiss. I want love to tell me its ok, I want love to tell me I am whole and alive. I want love to see me for who I am, to accept me unconditionally. I want love to give me space when I need it but always be there for me. I want love all to myself. I want love to penetrate my skin and pump through my veins with my blood. I want love to look into my eyes and send me off into another universe. I want love to know that I didn't mean to yell at her, it was me not accepting her for who she is. I want love to see what I see when I look at her. I want love to be the tickle of fresh cut grass on my bare feet. I want love to wait for me to find her. I want love here and now, with me.

I want love!