Love Forms

writing you these words to love you in the form of prose as I’ve loved you by my fingertips and in the beating mechanism of my soul, the being and un-being of it all so let me touch you still, memories new and far and soon to be, the day and night we called over and over through the fear and pain I discovered I didn’t have to be strong all the time and I just needed you my only real fear now is being kept from you when you need me, my only want is your arms to sink into do you know, can you feel the joy I feel when you lie down and pull me in? it’s a feeing like i’ve had it all and so nothing can really be taken, like loving you when we’re old would be easy - for us, and i could die smiling right here in those moments, over there in those words when you call me your angel in the form of a whisper