Just Another Love Poem

I told myself to never write one.

That putting this kind

of energy into the universe

was like asking to have you

ripped away.

But I feel compelled,

like you’re behind me

controlling my fingers

in this moment.

You could tear me to pieces;

skin and bone,

and I would be grateful

just to be in your

presence.

Having you as my

own is more opulent

than ever I dreamed

possible.

And no, this isn’t

a confession

of a feeling I’m

not ready to announce.

But I hope

you’ll change that.

I want to

say it more than

I want to breathe.

Because I see a good thin

here.

I hope you do too.

- Samual Curtis