Sometimes (II)

Sometimes,

I just want to sit

and ask you about your life

hear you get lost in a story

from a time before I knew you

Sometimes,

I want to hold you close

feel your breath catch in your throat

and release again

as the tears finally flow

Sometimes,

I want to sit across from you

on your bed that holds

so many memories

and stare deep into your soulful eyes

Sometimes,

I want to hold your hand

feel the shape of your fingers

intertwined with mine

and never let go

Sometimes,

I want to feel you inside me

and me inside you

make your heart beat faster

and your body tingle

Sometimes,

I want you to snuggle in

bury your head under my arm

tell me your darkest fears

and share your secrets

Sometimes,

I want to cook with you

moving around the kitchen

like we have been dancing together

our whole lives

Sometimes,

I want to kiss you softly

your lips parting

my warm tongue probing

butterflies growing

Sometimes,

I want to wake up before you

gaze at your beauty

imagine what we could have

if forever was a choice for us

Sometimes,

I want to tickle you

laugh when we fall to the floor

gasping for breath

and feeling so much joy

Sometimes,

I want to cry

I see the way you look at me

and know how I feel about you

and it is almost too much to bear

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