oh no!

love is so complicated these days

we've taken our stories and models and blown them to bits

"what does dating mean anyway?"

what is it to like someone? as in, like like. what is it you desire from them? their body, their heart, their soul?

how many people can you really like at the same time? is it even possible to like several people at once and equally?

how many people can you sleep with for pleasure's sake?

what happens when you start thinking of only one person while having sex with many?

how can i keep you without myself being kept?

...how can we love without fear that it will someday end?

why is it that when i give you my body, i feel you like my heart less?

should i guard my body, keep it secret, so that you'll always have more to want? more to know?

the body, i think, is no less infinite than the heart. we can explore both equally, and still always have more to learn.

i still do not know what face you may make when i kiss the soft inside of your knee

or what it tastes like behind your ear

or how hard your heart can throb

when i get to know the personality of each toe, or when i find the finest hairs of your body, or when i enter all small holes

your tongue alone is a long walk

i

want

to

take

your body a temple

every lobe, every curve speaks secrets

of what it is like to be divine

just listen

what does it take to make your lips quiver?

or your eyes roll back?

or just to see you smile?

how can i open myself to casual, free love without relinquishing the promise of passionate, all-consuming affection?

the promise of another person to love a long time, a warm soft play friend through all

a book to read inside and out

will i even want it when it happens, or will i run and hide?

and will i just know it when i see it?

what is bonafide?

these questions encircle my mind

i believe it is to be young and so free

so free