what it'd be to be loved by you.
you could press my cheeks,
and press me with purpose.
what it'd be for it to be true.

i'd fall for your affection,
stay golden in your attention,
i'd be complete with
your weight upon my chest.

my heart it'd be steady,
or a rippling river ready,
and it'd be so good,
all because of you.

could you hold your
words as genuine
the day we met ?
when life fails
and shatters
and grief leafs
fall on splintered sticks ?
would you kiss me then
tenderly and sweet,
or atleast hold me
until i weep ?

i've not had an other like it,
one that'd stay after that.
i'll find peace one day
in the aftermath, and
then peace
shall be your likeness.
i'll be your forever
grace,
your forever,
lover.