Life In Color

I want to be A part Of your safe haven Where I fill in The chair next to you Surrounded by your family I want to see How your face lights up Making jokes and telling stories from work And when you laugh Your hand pats my thigh As our legs Are intertwined Underneath the kitchen table I want to see Your reaction When I blush After your mother Asks what I like about you I’ll place my hand over yours That are on my thigh And I’ll tell her that “He has shown me That life can be full of color That a man’s hand can be more Than just a weapon Cause when he drives He absentmindedly holds mine And kisses it While I’m continuously glad All the windows are down To block out my heart racing He has taught me That simplicity Holds more weight in our mind Like how I have memorized The creaks in our floor On Friday nights When he makes dinner And I’m swaying my feet From sitting on the counter Or how I silently adore Every move he makes And try to hide the smile on my face With a glass of wine While wearing one of his old t-shirts That now smells like me He repeatedly has shown me That hearts Don’t have to falter with jealousy Amidst the whispers And constant smirks From my past Or the desperate beckoning From girls With lip gloss smiles Cause he has pulled out The chair next to him for me In his safe haven Where my blushing laughter And stories from this household Have created connections He always entwines his legs with mine With his palm up on my thigh Waiting patiently for my hand Despite ever present Scars on my left wrist” And his mother can hear the warmth The thoughts covered in color In my voice Every time I speak of him