Could you love me if I let you If I dropped my guard at your feet once more would you hand it back or stand triumphant in it's wreckage. If I offered myself to you Would we litter the floor with our rags hastily unwrapping eachother with the delight of Christmas morning discarding sweaters and shame caution lost to the biting winds that have always whispered our names as our lovers slept unknowing that we were never truly theirs. Would you lay me down before you Stretched out and yearning and marvel at how your touch has brought me back to life while our kisses bring warmth to hidden places would you press your soul deeply into mine while our bodies merge and meld as fate intended the weight of you a boundless comfort never felt All I have ever wanted, in every aching moment IsΒ this.