For My Love
I sit alone,
huddled in a corner of
misery and knives
in my back,
crying over
my last strand of thread,
not long enough
to sew my
withered
shotgun shell of
a heart
back together.
But you come along.
And you give me
your heart instead.
You, of all people.
You, with your
diamond eyed smile
and love for
intensity.
You, with your
late reckless nights
and wet paper
soul.
When I’m with you,
the caged dove in me
soars above
the world
in frenzied jubilation.
The song in
your laugh
keeps me warm
at night,
and I dance among
wildflowers
when you come
my way.
Like a Shakespeare
tragedy,
our love is forbidden.
But keeping you a secret
burns red
in my skin.
They all scream
that this is wrong,
but you whisper
that this is right.
And your voice
is the only one
I hear.
When I hold
you against me,
I feel our souls
kissing.
I feel euphoric
passion
in every heartbeat.
I feel oblivious
to the world,
for I have you.
And you are
all I need.