I love him I have loved him since the first time I saw him And somehow knew him despite myself
His awkward silence and surprising satirical comments His loping long legged gait And the sadness so rooted in his bones That I think I would like to just hold him
Forever
To sap it all away Leaving only his gangly thin ***** limbs That I could find a home in His dark eyes too
With the intelligence within so evident That sit under even darker eyebrows To compliment his raven locks Which I want to run a hand through
As he sighs into me Comfort flowing through my finger tips And through his skull To seek out the sorrow that lurks
I want to pull him out of the life he is making too short And into a word so full of color Of sound And of beauty
That he could never imagine life as it was before Being called life again
I want to wash away his haunted gaze That leaves my skin feeling so oppressive I can’t even imagine being stuck in his mind
Tormented, by past and present In a warring cocktail of bad memories And self-imposed solitude
He is the lonely dark shadow to my side That I long so desperately to pull into the light Knowing too well I don’t have the brightness within to fill him
I am darker that he I will be gone all too soon In a flush of crimson
Not even getting to ask him Please don’t blame yourself