by Shana Hart
I want to be crazy
sick
in love
I want my eyes to smile
I want to build a house that smells like him
and tastes like us
I want wood floors that creak with his existence
I want a clothesline to air our dirty laundry
Let the weeds grow tall hiding idiosyncrasies
I want a swing in our backyard that reaches
the rooftops and doesn't leave splinters
When night falls I want to live by candlelight
and the luxury of him
Listen to murmuring hearts and
let our bodies talk then finally
soft
small
images of us
to pull at my sides
begging me to teach
helping me to learn
let there be something awesome
immortal and mightier than us
and let us believe in it together
2 comments:
How beautiful. Hope you all had a Happy Valentines Day. Love ya!!!
Yep, you are right. that is a great poem.
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