Stellar like starlight.
Emerald green, but grand with
your petals of HOPE.
I want to save you
Or little pieces of you
So I may savor you
Little by little later
For lunch or the like
This is for you and not me
Not we, not us
Nor those or they
You are to know that you’re valued
And needed and good just as is
No more, no less ought there be
I step in and not too close
Hoping you’ll hear
You’re grand, but not with your ears
Maybe my forearms
Around your denim back
Will tell all that needs to be told
What that my heart decrees
Come chest to chest
To beat with yours ever so near
I will not release you
I’ll never release you
And all that I wish is your sigh
Is there a reason not to do this?
Is there a reason not to tear out my mind, haul it to sea, throw it to the deep?
What right has it had to do the same to my heart?
Day after day, year after year.
May it be my mission.
I see no reason not to do this.