I want to lie in a meadow beneath an umbrella of new-born leaves,
Warmed by the golden sphere impossibly high in a reflection of blue,
I want to drink wild blooms with my eyes until I am intoxicated by their vintage fragrance,
But most of all, I want you.
I need my time and space to cease its constant rearranging,
Balance on life’s tightrope and sway away from falsehood towards what is true,
I need to inhale and exhale until I can decipher mysteries and changes,
But most of all I need you.
I’ll miss the polite chatter and the exchanging of words that say so little yet mean so much,
And your smile when I am teasing is always on cue,
I’ll miss the unexpectedness of drowning in the depths of your nature, your intense poetic prose,
But most of all I’ll miss you.
I love sunsets and moonlight and raindrops which swell rivers and enthusiastic puppies and kittens,
Music that lifts the soul, I love chocolate too,
I love laughter and tears, rough and tender kisses alike, wild hard passion with a gentle touch,
But most of all I love you.