Love Has Boundaries

I woke up this morning with you on my mind.

Your name floats across my thoughts as softly as your fingers on my skin.

I can feel the pressure of your hands pressing me closer to you.

It's warm and safe,

The same feeling I get when you brush your lips against mine.

How often your eyes search mine when we're together

And I can see you asking me if it's okay,

If I'm okay, 

And I can't help but marvel at the beauty of it.

How many before have tried to take what they wanted simply because I loved them?

My love somehow gave their arms the right to wrap themselves around my body and cover my mouth

But you,

You ask me because that is how it's supposed to be.

An understanding of boundaries and constant reassurance that this is what we both want.

Because I love you does not mean we can force each other's hand.

Because I love you is a promise that even if the day comes when I no longer want you,

We will always respect each other enough to listen

And with these thoughts I can't help but wonder how I had woken up every morning before being so blind to this side of love.

How had I gone so long hating the sound of "because I love you?"

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