SLAM.

I want someone
to observe me
from afar
to see
my ink-stained fingers
and wonder
what brilliance
i may have written

to silently inquire
of my eyes and ears
who they have seen,
what they have heard-
to ask the curve of my lips
where they have been

i want someone
who is enthralled
before ever hearing my voice
and who is intrigued
upon the hearing of it,
i want someone to
pursue me-
to enjoy me like
a glass of red wine
like dark chocolate
a good book

i want someone
who will read me like a novel
unwrap me like a gift
and hold me
with both hands open

i want someone
whose being is not a cage
or treat
held out to lure me in
whose love is not
handcuffs
or rope
or chains.

i want someone
to see me wholly,
and want to dive in and explore-
i want someone
who wants to slip in
to the space between
soul and skin
and listen to the rhythm
of my pulse's Om

i want someone
whose whole being
vibrates with curiosity
and wonder
and awe
who doesn't let the simplicity
of beauty
pass them by-

i want someone
who wants themSelf
whose inner search
has commenced
and is the greatest adventure
they have ever known.

i want someone
who doesn't want to make me happy-
but who just wants to wander
beside me
for awhile...

i want someone
whose words are like a balm for my heart
whose smile
is like a warm fire
that my soul can curl up next to-

i want someone
who is not safe
but who is good.

i want someone
to adore me
and who in turn
can bathe in the pool of tenderness
that wells up from the deepest place
in my being
i want to love someone
more deeply
than the stars have ever known-
i want to be broken open
to have my vulnerability
spill out
and be swept up
cherished and revered.

i wrote a song for this girl once
who told me it broke her heart
when i looked at her quizzically
she said, "oh, i meant opened."

broken and open are the same thing.

i want someone
who has swam
to the bottom of life's
deepest sorrows
and found the Joy that waits there

i want someone
whose heart
is broken
and open
and 'empty
with such fullness'

i want someone with room
with time and space
and no place to be
who's content
just to sit
and breathe.