I Could Want by Dissolving Poet
You make my finger-tips seem smaller.
As yours wrap around mine.
I can't help but peek and look down.
Wondering if they're still attached.
I feel a little something that's unexplainable,
as I look deeply into your eyes.
Maybe, this could be so much more.
But, I'm fine with listening to the steady beat of
your heart. The way your eyes twinkle and a
smug smile curves your lips. I know your
not perfect. You could be cruel. But, if I look
deep enough I know you just want to be loved.
Held. Cherished. There's the good guy buried.
Hiding from all the pain that ensued.
I don't want to have these things explained.
I don't want to know the mechanics behind the
reason my chest tightens when you pull me close.
I feel a selfishness when I want to snuggle you
throughout the night. So comforting, so still.
I could lie like this forever in your arms.
Inhaling your scent that makes my head spin.
Tracing my finger-tips around the contours of your
back. Whispering to you as we fall away to sleep.
I'm afraid if I say too much you'll pull away.
I'm afraid that one day you'll grow tired of me.
I pull you closer, holding you tighter.
I'm going to treasure this moment.
That we're trapped in, forever.
I don't know what tomorrow will bring.
But, I'll enjoy today as your chin rests against my head.
And I watch as your chest rises and falls.
I'm rocked to sleep by the rhythm of your heart.
You begin to fill my head like a drug.
I begin to miss you as the hours pass.
My heart grows heavy and a smile curves my lips.
As I take each step on the path to your place.
I feel a little bubbly.
Estatic.
That soon I'll get to talk to you.
To be with you, even for a little while.
You got me hoping.
With each aching breath.
That you'll want me around for a bit more
longer. That you enjoy my company that
much.
I could want to be serious with you.
I could want to spend more time.
Getting to know you, piece by piece.
I could.
But, I'm happy with this.
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