Tentative Opposites

You make me want to write raunchy love poems 

And beautifully constructed lyrics

Because you have experienced my morning breath

My whiney voice

My cracky voice

My loud voice

My silent voice

Seen my hair covered in grease

And still wouldn't let me leave the bed

Kissed me on my forehead after

Laying in each others arms breathless

Reminding me for the hundredth time I'm beautiful 

Wanting nothing more than to feel it

You are the first man to call me sexy

And make me believe 

You make me want to start 

Putting names in my poems

I learned long ago

Its easier to connect 

When you leave the name badge blank

Its more respectful

But your name is so beautiful

I want to scream it from the mountain tops

Say my evening prayer 

In the direction of your heart

While my devotion to everything else in my life

Follows the intensity of the moon

Waxing and waning month to month

There is no one I want more than you

You were my first true love poem

I want to compare your rib cage to the 

West Virginian mountain range

Your tongue to the Hawaiian tide 

Your eyes to the desert sky

Your entire being reminds me 

Of all the beautiful places I've been

You are where I want to be