I miss the days of easy intimacy

When I could step out of class and right into an embrace,

When lunchtimes could be spent with an easy arm over my shoulder,

When free moments came with hair ruffles

And cuddle puddles atop beanbags.

Giggles in the air, shuffling to get comfortable, until

The rest.

I miss that tranquility of intimacy.

When a hand would trace slow circles on my knee,

When fingers wo...

What do you consider to be softness?

Is it the way the clouds brush the horizon at dusk?

Or the foam of the waves crashing on the shore?

Do you consider softness to be the touch of your love?

Or perhaps you consider softness to be the back of a kitten

Maybe to you softness is a light reasurring voice.

Or a dimly lit library.

Sofness to you could be lying in the grass staring at the stars.

Or could...

I let you in against my better judgment.

My femininity came with talons

So if I was meant to be a dainty thing,

I shredded those expectations

Long before my womanhood blossomed.

I thought you were going to prove me right,

Like every Mr. Wrong before you.

When I kick you to the curb,

You find a way under my fences

And shine light on the parts of me I felt only deserved darkness.

You took my heart...

i’d be the fuzz on your peach

if you wanted me to

we could live a soft life

two kids & a farm will do

cows, horses, chickens

and a garden that’s true

chase eachother by the river

climb a tree or two

i yearn for a soft life

with two kids and you...

I don’t like you

not like that

I decided that a while ago

I liked you

a lot

but then I stopped

and now I like him

but still

there’s this softness between us

I used to think

that maybe you liked me back

and I still wonder if you still do

but why would that matter to me

I don’t like you anymore

not like that

you’re still great

we’re still kind of friends

like we’ve been

but I don’t have a crush on ...

Softness is the feeling

Of warm blankets

Next to the fire place

On a cold snowy day

Softness is the shade

Where we have picnics

And chat

About the beautiful weather

Softness is the hug

From a loved one

When we are sad

Or just glad to see them

Softness is the dinner table

With family

Eating a home cooked meal

Surrounded by love

Softness is the feeling

Of comfort and compassion

Softness...

The heart can be a weapon

A very well known tool

A supporting factor

The perfect side kick

But it’s also our weak point

Our vulnerable spot

People see how kind and pure

Our heart has become

It scares them

That something can be that pure

So they attack it

They try and hurt it anyone they can

It’s a continuous cycle that will forever continue

But

We get used to it

We build those obsidian ...

There she is.

Naked.

Walking towards me from our bathroom.

It’s 8 P.M. and you can see the sun setting through the blinds.

The last of the sun’s rays cast themselves across her skin.

Smooth.

She crawls on the bed. On top of me.

My fingers caress every inch of her body.

Her skin.

Soft.

My wife....

Sunshine cascades in through my bedroom window.

I lie awake, still.

I hate these early mornings.

The everlasting softness of my bed comforts me.

I never want to leave.

I throw off the covers, a chill courses through my body.

The alarm finally ceases its incessant beeping.

I crawl back into bed, feeling Soft and Warm once again....

I have undergone a process of redemption and while I may experience moments of anger and upset, I do not consider myself to be of a soft nature. The primary distinction lies in my ability to endure pain. I encounter a range of emotions, yet fragility is not characteristic of my being. I remain steadfast in my commitment to the Holy Spirit and draw strength from my faith, even in moments of weaknes...