I’m finally here. Your fingers paint circles on my stomach and the wind quit shaking my hair.
I’m finally here. You kiss my hands and glitter courses through my veins
I’m finally here. A little afraid of my heart and it’s constant hunger for your presence. The way it stops. and starts…
I’m finally here. You laugh and respond with shaky breaths. It makes my blood feel more like warm blood.
I’m finally here. This place where I know something is among us. I don’t have to identify it, but knowing it’s there. Like spare batteries in the hall closet.
I’m finally here. This place people sing about, kiss about, laugh, cry, and write poems about.
I think I’ll buy us condo here, with a café around the corner. They’ll remember our orders, we'll become regulars, and we can finally just be here.
"This is a state of grace. This is the worth-while fight. Love is a ruthless game unless you play it good and right."-T swift.