Thoughts drift to an imagined love
A desired love
A craved love
A necessary love
An intense love
Passionate, unyielding love
That I-woke-up-from-dreams-of-you-to-reality-of-you love
That warm fuzzy feeling love
That Sunday dinner love
ya know the shit that sticks to ya ribs love
That hold you tighter til my limbs ache from the pressure though I don’t dare let go type love
That memorized how you like your coffee the same hue as you and just as sweet type love
That loving your little quirks like how you only set the volume to even numbers type love.
That scratch yo’ scalp and massage yo temples love
That stumble over my words because I’m so excited to see you type love
The kind of love that makes me write corny ass love poems bout the better half of this whole me
We don’t complete each other but our cups runneth over together
Teamwork making dreams work type love
That pure shit.
We amplifying the best parts of we
Work don’t feel like work when working on us.
Solid foundations and security type love
That Blackity Black ass love
That “damn if yall don’t go on somewhere with all that cute shit” love
That big leagues, championship game love. Everything else before it was just practice.
And I’m done practicing.