Letters to AP

 I have something in me

That is primal and not pretty at all 

Untamed and messy

I call it "The Jungle"

It is real

It is private 

It is the part of me that I mostly crave for you to love 

Ferociously 

Not pretty at all, not ugly either

Not rooted in sexyness 

Authentic, yes. 

Like eating uncut watermelon while naked with a spoon 

I crave for you to devour this part and love it hard until there is no other beauty as uniquely flawed as mine

I want that part of me to belong to you senseless

The part of me that wakes up from a three hour nap and doesn't know what day of the week it is

With my hair all over my pillow and my face - and possibly your face, too... 

A naked human woman with veins and nerves and periods and cramps 

Or

The part where I only wear my comfortable clothes and nothing exciting is happening 

But you are not bored 

You stay 

You stay... You can still see me beneath it all 

You know I am still there 

I crave you in the same way 

I can feel you right now! 

I crave 

The only true part in absolute silence and zero pretense 

I needed you to find it and set it free

Love me... Come and love me senseless 

Love me to my bones! 

Just like I want to love you... 

How can you let another minute go by...  

Mon Coeur.... 

Am I too much for you...?

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