I want to crochet you
a blanket of kisses
to keep you warm
these chilly winter nights.

I would like to grow
a garden of good intentions,
to pluck and give to you
when my words ache
or I am distant and cold.

I want to show you
the flowers that bloom
from the ridges in
my wrists and hips.
They reach for your
sunlight, your warmth.

But most of all,
I would like to say
I love you
and I want you
to stay.