I’ve figured it all out
that I love the stars,
but I love you more
the grass feels good
between my toes,
but there’s something
about you kissing them
that feels like heaven
(I don’t even like my toes)
and it’s so nice
to feel the wind in my hair,
but I like it best
when your fingers run through it
and I like to hold flowers,
but not as much
as I like to hold your hand
and you told me once
that between my fingers
is the perfect place for yours
and now I believe it more than ever
because the days that I spend
without you here
are the days I feel your hand in mine
I like to cry when no one’s watching,
but when you look at me
you don’t see tears
I like to feel the sun
warm on my skin,
but more than that
I love to feel your fingers
more gentle than the sunshine
more fluid than water
more perfect than the last bit
of a five thousand piece puzzle
and sometimes I feel
like I can’t go on,
but the things you say to me
wake me from bad dreams
and the words you write for me
swim in my mind
more expertly than the fish in the creek
where my feet wander
and I know it’s a lot
and I know there’s a journey
and I know it’s hard for you
because I feel the pain too
but I want to make the journey with you
and I want to hear your words every day
and the girls that look at you
don’t know that my heart is on your sleeve
and the ones that want to touch you
don’t know the way I long for you
the ones that watch your lips move
don’t know the time I’ve spent
wishing I could shrink so small
and perch expertly there
and feel your breath soft in my hair
and feel your words caress me as they come
and feel your tongue run across my shoulders
and they don’t know how it feels
to be away for days on end
nor the pain that sometimes comes
and they don’t know how nice it is
to be called yours
and I know they all long to be
the one on the other end of your “I love you”
and I hope forever that it’s me.
and I hope your love always flies to me
and I hope if I ever get the chance
to be that fairy and sit expertly
that if I ever have to fly away
I’ll fly with your love on my wings.
you should know that everywhere you go
my love sits wonderfully on each curl
and it rests gently on your tongue
and it comes out softly with your breath
and when you sleep, it walks brilliantly
on your eyelids
and through the lines of your lashes
and when you wake it’s in your toes
and when you play I’m in the strings
that feel your dedicated fingers
and I hope it’s alright
that even when I can’t be there
I find half of me is present wherever I may be,
but the rest runs with you.
and I’m sure you know that my heart is yours
and I pray you’ll hold it in your hands
forever and ever until the end of time
and if we see that day come,
I hope it’s with you
that I watch the angels fly
and I hope it’s with you that I feel water and fire
and I hope it’s with you that my soul flies away
and I hope you don’t mind that I want to be yours
because it’s too late now
to take it all back
and it’s too late now to forget the words
so please don’t leave without me
on your mind
and tangled in your hair
and between your fingers
and under your toes
and sitting daintily on your wonderful lips.