My Story Of Love

Tempted to touch,

to touch each and every aspect of you...

every part,

even the darkest parts...

you know? 

they say all good things must come to an end...

but baby...

i don't want our good thing to end,

see, 

because baby you're more than just my friend,

every thrust that i take to try and touch your heart

seems to keep biting at my trust...

leaving just a glimpse of my trust...

my trust to love,

to love without true condition,

under each and every condition,

 but see, every night i longed for our cold summer love,

that same love that wouldn't last through the rough & tough times,

taking a real twist of fate...

taking me back to the date...

when i loved you past your hate...

i loved you past your lies..

just to look you in your eyes and say...

give me you...

every aspect of you...

every twist and turn...

all hurts and burns...

give me your thoughts so that i can carefully tie them to my ankles ....

giving me the luxury of knowing what it actually is to step into a dream...

give me your fears so i can rock them to sleep as my mother rarely did me,

give me your hopes so that i can take and make them long ropes...

giving gateway to your dream,

your dream to love again,

baby giving me these things would simply give me you...

let me live the dream...

our dream,

our dream that had been so far but yet so close to reality,

oh, the fear of true reality,

see...

they say nothing good last forever,

but i'm willing to fight for us forever,

to fight for our song,

our song, 

the song that we sang so beautifully, 

just with a different tune,

baby,

give me the trust,

the trust that we never had, 

learning to love but never earning the love,

flying above all of our flaws, 

outlawing the laws,

the laws of love,

the love that was pure as a dove but just as tainted and twisting as our understanding of the word: LOVE...

standing to applaud when our show is over with our hands held behind our back,

giving me a chance to love you all down your spine,

while letting you reassure me that everything is fine...

giving me trust enough to dream again while hoping to love again...

stepping into your cold pool of fears and my fears combined,

chooosing not to even put up a fight, 

while looking back at that night,

that night where you looked me deeply in my eyes,

loving me down my spine,

just to simply say ,

"our story is the story of love.. to learn to trust is to learn to love"

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