I want to open my eyes in the morning
and meet the cool
familiar
crystal blue.
I want to forever be the big spoon
even though,
we both know,
I wish it was you.
I want to linger in your smoke
as your laugh reverberates
off the trees,
off the moon,
off the stars,
and resonates.
I want to say those things,
those things that make the corners of your mouth
part
to reveal a curtain
of pearly white-
your own sweet work of art.
I want to be pulled close
into your warmth
as I dare you, again.
"You won't kiss me."
Because we both know you will.
It always happens
in the end.
I want to take your breath away
like you take mine,
it's true;
Simply,
truthfully,
passionately
I want
you.