my type
when you asked me what type of man I was looking for all I could say was a man who is breathing but I couldn't utter out what I truly wanted a man who breathes out his love for me like oxygen a man whose eyes I could look into and see the galaxy and be at peace a man whose lips would put me on fire but also heal my bruises a man whose arms will be strong enough to hold me down when I go crazy yet still be gentle and soft for my inner child a man who's taller and stronger than me in faith a man who would be able to capture the ugly beauty I am and make me love every aspect of it a man who will love my body that I try so hard to change every day a man whose knees will only bend for prayer a man who would look at me and everyone will read "she's mine" in his eyes, face, walk, mannerism, voice, everything I do not want someone obsessed because that would just remind me of the lustful spirits that have followed me around this entire time but I want someone who will love me more than I love them, see me as their safest place to rest, and dance with me in the moonlight I really wanted to tell you all this, but I was not sure if it were necessary and you did not waste your time showing me why I shouldn't have
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