The measure of love

Love isn’t measured like flour, by
cup. I love you. Let that be enough.

*For @amaramalikpoetry’s #14wordsoflove


There’s no gravity when I’m with you.
The serenity you bring unbinds me from everything that I thought mattered.
I am calmer, like the whole world has melted into molasses.
I drift weightless.. I’m pretty sure I’d float away if I wasn’t
constantly drawn into your arms.

Wild thing

There will be times when your needs will conflict. You’ll want love, yet you’ll also yearn independence; you’ll want stability yet you’ll also dream of adventure; you’ll want one person yet you’ll also crave for the world. Accept that you are many things and love yourself for it.

Accept that the concept of beauty is a wild thing that keeps on changing.