when a poet falls in love with you
you can never die
they will notice the way
you rub your palms and look down
when someone is angry at you
and the way you smirk
as you pull away from a kiss

they will notice how you can't sleep
without your body touching someone else's
how you never crease any pages of books
and how you close your eyes when you dance in your kitchen
with your record player on

they will find all of the words
that they see you as
and turn them into something beautiful

people say you die twice
once when you stop breathing
and when someone says your name
for the last time

if you fall in love with a poet
they will never stop
mentioning your name
you will be alive
for eternity

I want to be with you at 2am when your alarm goes off and life begins to take you away. When you didn’t sleep well and your eyes are red and gritty.

I want to be with you at 3 am when you’re heading out the door with your keys in your hand to kiss you goodbye and tell you have a good day.

I want to be with you at 4pm when you come home exhausted and stressed out. When people have asked so much of you and worn you out. When all you want to do is take a hot shower and sleep for 12 hours. I want to be there to kiss you and wrap you in my embrace.

I want to be with you at 8pm when you’re heading to bed even though I know you won’t go to sleep right away. Especially, while you’re lying there, thinking about the next day and all the things you’ll need to accomplish. I want to be held in your arms and listen to your worries until you feel at peace.

I’d be with you At midnight when you awaken from a restless sleep. When you feel alone and burdened from the weight of responsibility. I want to be there to Stroke your hair and tell you things will get better soon.

I want to be there to support you and give you whatever you need from me, so you’ll feel loved and cherished and wanted.

If I was your’s .....

I’d give you all this and so much more.