By Megan (again...) 
Date: 29 January 2000

Confirming my Passions

    For whatever reason this morning, I stumbled across all kinds of previously 
undiscovered truths lying along the paths of my mental meanderings. And when 
you called I had some startling revalation, a peek into how much you really do 
love me.  I can't tell you what took me so long or what forces aligned to bring
this light to my doorstep with the paper this morning, but for whatever divine reason I laid in bed a full half hour absorbed in delight at the fact. I see also that I have left you dangling occasionally with hints of my romantic whims, wondering how to please me best.  I see how you try and realize its only 
fair I reveal my true heart's desires rather than abandoning you reeling around 
the elaborate intricacies of my soul.  I need to let you know that I think deep thoughts.  I need you to love my quirks- the fact that I have to hit the snooze button exactly twice before I can ever think of getting out of bed, that my 
cooking skills begin and end in the microwave and that I will usually be a few minutes late.  I need you to love the quiet poetic me who would prefer to be 
wrapped in a quality book and your arms as much as you love the sorority-
shopper facade that I have been known to front.  I need you to write "I Love 
You" in the fog of the bathroom mirror after my shower more than I need a dozen 
red roses and I need you to lovingly feed me Fruity Pebbles in bed on a 
Saturday morning more than I need a four-star gourmet restaurant meal.  I need 
you to know I feel poems in your kisses.  I want to cuddle on frosty January 
nights warming my skin on your skin under our softest fleece blanket the color
 of sky.  I want someone to sing delicate silly lullabies and stroke my hair 
when I feel the bogeymen head under my bed.  I want to be swept off my feet and 
spun around and covered in kisses till I forget where I am and there is only  
us.  I need you to share the beautiful liminal moments in sunsets, and midnight
 stars, and a single kiss when all there is is you touching me under God's 
beautiful sky.  I need you- in a deep near-buried part of my soul where only 
confirmed passions lie because you captured it one day with one amazing smile.



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