Oct 4

Finding a lover is effortless
for some people.
They only want a few things:
Someone attractive, kind,
funny or rich.

What I want,
what I desire,
is so much more.

An intelligent mind
that wakes up thoughts in me
I didn't realize were hibernating.

I want to converse, analyze and debate
without being conscious of
the sun rising and falling
between our words.

I want to make a witty remark
at a coffee shop
so he can reply sarcastically
just for me to jab back immediately
and him to comeback back playfully
until we're both laughing
stomach shaking
spit flying
the whole store staring
and we leave
without coffee

I want our hands to stitch together perfectly
like two lost puzzle pieces;
one found under the couch cushion
one found in a junk drawer
the rest of the puzzle already thrown
away but
these two pieces remain
and they fit

I want to fall in love together
then together fall in love with
art, museums, songs, poems
T.V shows, radio jingles,
greek food, backroads,
our mutual hatred for pop culture,
doing the dishes (as long as he washes and I dry)
wrong turns, piled up laundry, life.
Just fall in love with life.

I want to hurt with him
I want to save the world with him
I want to meet, see, understand
and experience all that is foreign
with him.

I feel that it will only take us meeting
and it'll only be history and happiness from then on.

It's just a matter of if a love like that could ever be
and if a love like that could ever be for me.

Lin
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