i wish that i could tell you

i wish that i could tell you about the man i love

he has eyes like the sky on a bright Sunday morning

his smile is like fireflies and his laughter like fireworks

and his hands were made to heal

wounds and wreckages

i wish that i could tell you about the man i love

about his voice so sweet, about the way his shoulders

are built to give me shelter, and to keep me from drowning

i wish that i could tell you about the man i love

about his silly jokes, about his love of language

about the endless kindness of his bruised, tender heart

about the way his face lights up when he sees me

about the way his hands light me up like a fire

i wish that i could tell you about the man i love

but he’s not mine to keep or to lose or to share

so i must hold this love tight and close like a secret

waiting until the day it will run out of

air.

Photo by Isai Ramos on Unsplash

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