Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands

Have you ever thought of someone and the very idea of them burned your chest? The anticipation of seeing them made you giddy and weak in the knees?

I know its out there. Somewhere. I refuse to let my dream die. I refuse to settle for any less that what my soul craves. Why should I? Accepting anything less would ultimately be living a lie to myself. For the longest time I just pushed it out of my mind. Turned almost angry to the thought of "a passionate and all encompassing love" just so the pain of never finding it would pass me by. But honestly the pain of never having it is far worse. I will keep searching for...

Passionate love that makes you run as fast as you can and jump into their arms.

That deep care to bring them soup when their have sniffles, rub their feet at the end of the day, or send them sweet texts throughout the day just so they know how special they are.

That deep kiss that lasts for hours and allows every part of you to melt.

The love that remembers the smell of their hair and the taste of their lips.

A deep appreciation for those quiet moments just spent in their presence.

A whisper so close you can feel the heat of their breathe.

That feeling you get when you touch their skin and every cell inside you bursts with energy.

A deep and aching pain when they have to leave.

A persistent need to be with them, by them, and to love them.

A desire to make everyday of their lives more special than the last.

A commitment in making all of their hopes and dreams come true.

Sharing with your body, soul and mind in ways most people dont think possible.

God promises the desires of your heart. I have to believe it will come.

Living patiently..