contain you.

i wonder if you know how beautiful you are in this moment. or maybe that's just the way it is because that is what its supposed to be; that love within existence. 

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i wonder if you know how beautiful you are in these moments. reflections and curves and angles. 

light rolls over you; eyes sing to me and breathing fills me.

this room is not big enough for us. you cannot be contained.

the sun comes through the window as crooked stripes on the floor; shades half twisted make for uneven lines. when the wind moves the blinds, and the stripes on the floor sway up across the walls, it looks like an old-time movie. i wonder if you know you are a beautiful centerfold; the star of this classic. 

the air smells like salt-water. 

although there is endlessness out the window i still draw back to you. you're bigger than all that. bigger than the endlessness. bigger than the uneven lines on the floor. bigger than this room. i lean into you.

this room is not big enough for us. you cannot be contained.