Years ago I often thought,
That love could be sold or bought.
Any price would do,
As long as it was me leaving with you.
But then I noticed the way you walked,
And I was floored by your wondrous smile.
Your eyes flecked golden, crinkled at the sides of your laugh,
And I realized that to know you was to be in love.
And that was tough,
Because no amount of money
Would ever be enough.
There’s a certain spark of magic that comes from kissing,
The fervent pull of two bodies together that flushes the imagination.
The world as it would seem falls off its orbit,
And the torrent of the waves stop their mindless crashing to listen for the whispered graze.
The uniqueness of every individual touch is indescribable when love is given the hands to feel,
And it stops time and drops stars until every piece of the universe is shared in one single moment-
One single kiss between two lovers-
And then life moves on again.
-Natalie Cait
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His was the heart that I bled from,
And of his lungs I took breathe.
His were the words that I lived for,
And in his arms I found warmth.
He was laughter and joy,
Triumph and toil.
He made me proclaim happiness and sadness at once
Turmoil and exultation.
His were the bones that formed me,
And from his side we became one.
His were the veins that flooded passion,
And from his touch I found peace.
He was and he is,
Has been and always will,
The love that I have come to cherish
And the heart that I find life in.
– Natalie Cait
There was a certain ferocity that came from loving him;
A deep humming sound in the back of my mind.
It lit a fire in my body that sparked from my head to my toes.
In every sense of self, he enraptured me
Filling me so warmly with sparks of newfound affection.
Where I found nothing to be afraid of-
No ghosts to run from,
Or monsters to scream at-
There was merely a sprout of something in my chest
That sparked every time he came near.
And it was so wonderfully chaotic and wild
That the sun would set backwards,
And the moon was too scared to rise.
For the fire I had become
Was fiercer than any light the universe could procure,
And every fiber of my being shone for him.
In a deeply saturated kind of way
That overflowed every container,
And flooded over any wall that tried to stop it.
He made me see myself as brave.
As a brilliant beacon of light,
And I had never felt so amazingly sure of myself
Than in the moment where I first heard his voice,
And saw his brilliance that reflected the light I had in me
Of which I had never known.
-Natalie Cait
that gray area 