To be loved like that....

 I dream of a love that feels like home. With a partner that I don't have to explain myself to. 

I dream of being loved as effortlessly as the ocean meets the sand. 

I want to be wanted by someone in the same way a fire needs oxygen to burn.

I want to be desired by a man that cant wait to run his hands down my body, or his tongue across my lips as he grabs my hips and makes me pant in anticipation.  

A man that makes me crave him when we aren't together, and ache for his body on mine when we're next to each other. 

I want a man that wants to protect me as fiercely as he wants to fuck me. A man that lets the only cries that pass my lips be those of 'Oh Goddddd' or 'Fuck me' instead of another part of my heart fracturing and falling apart. 

I want to be held in the same way that the horizon holds the sunset- delicately but devoted, held together by forces of nature that need each other to exist. 

I want to be babied on the days that are too hard to handle. I want arms I can crawl into when I want to escape a world that hurts my heart. I want forehead kisses and hands in my hair. 

I want kisses on my neck and hands on my ass, and a passion that is unapologetic in its existence. A man that can't keep his hands off of me or the curves or my breast or the hips that he grabs when he has me bent over. 

I want your tongue between my thighs and then your hand in mine when we go out. 

I want to be craved like the fucking goddess I am and protected like the little girl I never got to be.

But, at the end of the day id settle for someone just willing to stick around, because it beats being alone...because who would love someone as fractured as me?

What a confusing thing it is to be so uninhibited and so insecure at the same time...