I wanted to love you
And wrap you safe in my arms
When the night winds swept with frosty diligence to rattle the bones of the house
I wanted to love you
With my words
Kissed on the back of your neck
Or on that soft spot on your hips
I wanted to love you
In the morning as the sun or grey light
Filtered into a room that smelled of dust and spent love.
I wanted to love you
In the midst of a storm as the world rages with its power, celestial entities casting light down with the heat of ten thousand suns
I wanted to love you
I just wanted to love you
And I’d hoped, and dreamed, and begged
For you
To
Love me
This is a touching poem, my friend. I read it several times because the words kind of “felt” like water… sparkling, quick, returning, circling… and coming back again. I love it.
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