The persistent ephemeral thoughts of me about us

It has been such a long while...

since the last time I embrace our innate ability to love, to give, to receive, to reciprocate 

I do not get bored out of my brain cells when you serve yourself to me on a silver relationship platter, no.

Cause I'd do the same without second thought, too. It's called trust and communication, it's called no stupid games, it's called knowing exactly what we want.

You came along the perfect timing, in our perfect selves. 

You are a luxurious necessity in my life now, 

for which you make the flowers bloom bountifully that the view of just the field is always breathtaking with you beside me,

for which you illuminate the solemn sky with spangled stars that just the immense solemn is always enchanting with your arms wrapped around me,

for which you dance frenetically in my blank space that just the unruffled moment is always ecstatic with your lulling breath beside my ears.

Love is a conscious decision, that comes with conditions, opines in our lovemaking, lingers in our murmured endearment, amplified in our every next breath. 

It isn't painful anymore, it isn't burdensome anymore, it isn't precarious anymore;

It is now you, it is now us, I am now home safe and sound.