I love you,

imperfectly

with the grace and madness of storms

 

I love you

at a distance –

frightenedly

 

I love your walls

tenderly – I touch them,

hold them as dear to me

as your love

what will you do if I

never lose them?

 

hold onto you,

as long as you will have me

 

I wish I could say how much I long for you to

press me

touch me,

like the first time I

was naked in your arms

 

but the saying

somehow

suspends me

 

let me be naked, than

to show you how it goes

naked in mind, body, soul

 

I trust you

to care for me

 

you don’t know how for how long

we’ve misunderstood

speaking through such heavy walls

 

lifetimes

of words became distorted

fragments of pain and suffering

 

I say to you there will be a time,

 

a time and place for us.

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"Let all you do, be done in love."

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