I've found a longing today. An uncaptured, unexplored area of my soul that has yet to be filled. And all of this was awakened by a song. My heart aches for a love that can be expressed in more than just thoughts and words. I want a voice and a melody. I want a rhythem and a tone. A mood and a place on a page. I want to know the kind of love that can be expressed with more than just a touch. I wish for a proclaimation! I know, that sounds selfish and even possibly egocentric, however, the feeling that I got from hearing someone elses love song made me feel like every girl worth her place as a lover, friend, confidant, etc. should have a song that was made for her. One that is verbally sculpted to the very description on her wonders and amazement. It's a love that can't die. No matter how much time passes. How feelings may change. It's an account of how one can feel for another, in that one moment in time. How I want that. I love a man that can sing. But to sing a song of what my soul means to his..... that's the kind of love that poetic tapestries are woven from.

And with a giant sigh and a hand running through my hair, I realize that I'm probably feeling this mushy only due to fatigue and a full moon. Ah, bella Luna! How hopeless you make my romantic heart sometimes!