[Female] I let my shoulders soften, Let the midnight kiss my skin. There’s a home beneath my heartbeat; I am learning to live within. I bring flowers to my own door, Let the morning find me bare Of the need to earn affection— I am worthy of its care. I can feel a fuller living In the space around my breath: Room for laughter in the kitchen, Room for tenderness and depth. For a lover with the courage To be present and be known, Who can meet me in my freedom With a freedom of their own. The love I’m meant to embody, To experience and share, Has a warmth my body welcomes, Has a voice that says, “I care.” I become its living doorway Through the choices that I make; Every yes that honors wholeness, Every boundary I don’t break. The love meant for me cannot miss me, I am here, I am whole, I am home. Let it find me alive in my living, With a heart that is fully my own. Let it come with a voice and a presence, Let it grow through the things that we do. I am ready for sacred devotion, For a love I can give and feel too. Mm, let the sweetness move through me, Let the rhythm return to my hips. I can savor the life I am touching, Feel the dawn on my fingertips. I am open to being delighted, To a kiss that is tender and slow, To the beautiful art of discovering All the things only closeness can show. I want eyes that enjoy my becoming, Hands that listen as closely as words, Someone curious about my silence, Someone moved by the song of the birds. We can wander with nowhere to hurry, We can dance while the kettle sings. Let the sacred arrive in the ordinary; Let devotion have everyday wings. I can welcome a love that is spacious, Where our differences still have a seat. We can speak when a moment feels tender, We can pause, we can listen, repeat. There is beauty in learning each other, In the care of a promise well kept. In the way we return to connection, In the gentleness after we’ve wept. The love meant for me cannot miss me, I am here, I am whole, I am home. Let it find me alive in my living, With a heart that is fully my own. Let it come with a voice and a presence, Let it grow through the things that we do. I am ready for sacred devotion, For a love I can give and feel too. I am bringing my fire to the altar, I am bringing my laughter and rest. Every part of my human unfolding Is deserving of love at its best. I can offer my sensual wonder, I can name what my body desires. With a yes that is freely and fully given, We can tend to our intimate fires. Let affection move into our muscles, Let a breath make a beautiful sound. Let our closeness be playful and reverent, Let our feet feel the love in the ground. I want passion with room for our softness, And a softness with room to be wild. To be held as a woman in fullness, To feel wonder as bright as a child. There’s a place for your dreams at the table, There’s a place for my truth beside yours. We can build something warm with our choices, We can open the windows and doors. Let our home be a refuge for kindness, Let our joy have a generous reach. What we practice in loving each other Is a blessing our living can teach. Oh, the love I embody is moving Through the way that I speak to myself, Through the care that I give to my body, Through the hand that I offer in help. I can share it without disappearing, I can give with my roots growing deep. I am faithful to all I am becoming, To the peace I am learning to keep. The love meant for me cannot miss me, I am here, I am whole, I am home. Let it find me alive in my living, With a heart that is fully my own. Let it come with a voice and a presence, Let it grow through the things that we do. I am ready for sacred devotion, For a love I can give and feel too. And if love takes a shape that surprises, I have room to discover its face. I can follow the warmth of connection, Let it deepen at its natural pace. I can cherish the spark of a meeting And learn who is here as we grow. With our words and our actions together, We give love somewhere earthly to go. I breathe in, and my chest becomes spacious. I breathe out, and my hands become warm. I am living the love I believe in; I am giving its tenderness form. May the partnership growing toward me Be a place where we both freely bloom. May our choosing be joyful and mutual, May our truth have a beautiful room. The love meant for me cannot miss me— I am letting my whole life be seen. I have room for a lover who meets me In the world, in the real, in between. I embody the love I am calling, I experience its beauty within. I am ready to share it with someone Who is ready to let me come in. Mm, I am here. I am whole. I am home. Love has somewhere to land. And a life to grow.
