A Poem For My Truest Love

I had a dream last night that I was as tired as tired could get, And my legs were aching, and my hands shook viciously, and my tongue fell from its hinges, But still I saw you driving and followed your car down the long and winded path. You travelled to where a hurricane was stirring, and the water was a raging mass, and the sand was violent on my eyes, But still, I lied down with you and I found peace in the sandy bed. I realize now I would have lied my corpse there, The horseflies slowly eating away at me until I was no more than a memory, if only it meant I could rot in your presence. This is what I mean when I tell you I love you. It is not wicked. It is not vulgar. It is the finest platonic love one can have, and how beautiful it is. What a lovely idea? That I get to have you forever and not rely on some internal passion to keep our flame? I can’t wait to see you grow I find myself teary eyes when I think about it I can’t wait to see your family, Watching a man so understandably falling in love with you Your children so happy to see their mom Little feet Running around on floorboards carefully chosen By you and the one you love I imagine this more than I imagine my own, Because every time you give me an echo of a smile I see all the good you have the potential to bring to the world Your future is so blessed, and they walk around not even knowing, But I know I know And I will remind you of your magic as long as I have breath And I will trace your smile lines spreading one day, And I will notice when your babies have your eyes, And I will always follow you into every hurricane onto every stormy beach I have the opportunity to follow you into And if God graces me with the opportunity I will die with you one day And I will do it happily, Peacefully, And most importantly in love I hope I dream of you again tonight, and before I do, I will thank God I got to know you