He touched my hand and it felt like fire-
Burning, hot, sweet desire,
He meant the world.
He meant the world when he said he
Would give me anything I wanted
He meant- anything to keep me there.
Her smile is like a thousand suns-
Loving, warm, overbearing, and quick to scold
But present always with hands to hold,
And a love wrapped in blankets
hanging by cosmic strings.
He came to me in a time of confusion
My eyes focused on Him and a grander illusion-
Or maybe not, I still don’t know.
I do know that I look to Him in times of need
A struggle brings the need for another
The need is still present even when I am under.
The sound of her laugh brings me immediate joy-
I’m taken aback by the face of that boy-
My mother is all that there’s been through the trials-
God is not here, but He’s here all the while
And I’m here
And I’m waiting, anticipating-
Awaiting a love that will take all the others
And wrap them together and show me a lover,
Another reason I can’t live without love.
Another reason I won’t even bother.