I hope to linger here in the moments before it hurts
to kiss you
hold you
feel your touch
before it gets bad and gets worse
before your blood flow increases with anger instead of excitement
before your feelings grow and then die overnight
I want to hold on to these late night conversations
to hold on to our love and how we make it
I want to extend this honeymoon to a lifetime
to feel sparks fly when I’m eighty-five
to keep dancing in the twilight and feel you sway under the night sky;
before it hurts,
I want to say I’m yours and mean it,
live in a romance in which I’m not mistreated
I want to keep feeling complete
if you will keep me like a secret
I swear I’ll never whisper myself to another
I swear I’ll try to show you nothing but wonder
I want the time before it hurts to be the time that makes it worth any mishap that may occur so that we know that we deserve to give ourselves a chance to make it work
to go back to the times before it hurt.