will be wise
and kind
and smile
with his whole face, his
whole spirit
he will be fearless and free,
curious
of the world around him and
his place
within it
his wit,
unassuming
he will write me
poetry,
words only meant
for him and I
as if they were born
for us, from our
love
he will be wild,
like the nature that
surrounds him
he will be a man born
of this earth
strong,
& tall,
& sturdy,
with deep roots,
that are soon to run into the forest of my life
his shoulders,
broad enough
to carry our children,
and gentle enough
to catch their tears,
and at times
mine too.
Laying on his chest
tangled in each other
listening to the rhythm
of his warm breath
and warmer heart,
I'll spill tears of
joy
& gratitude,
that will pool between us,
for all we've
created
and all the beauty
we've seen
we will not
simply love
or
love simply
after so many lifetimes together,
we will inspire each other
to grow
to make art
to appreciate the beauty
in pain
to spread love and kindness
and joy
uninhibited
unadulterated.
He will know
the complexities
of my mind and I of his,
all
without the intention
of changing the other
but instead,
to love every piece
of
them,
all that is told to be too ugly
and
broken
we will be each other's
in this life
and the next,
as we have done before
we will pray
at
each other's
alters
we will grow
a family,
a home,
a garden,
a community
he
will
be
rock
steady
we will laugh till our
bodies and souls ache
&
and he will lick the salt
of my
happy
tears
we will play,
basking in the glow
of each other's
company,
never
taking for granted
that it's
guaranteed
we will love
fiercely,
wildly,
fully,
wholly
we we will lift each other
so high
that the heavens will touch our hair
like crowns glistening in the
light
we will speak with our minds and
our bodies,
our eyes talking more than our
lips
he will see me before
I see him,
&
in the warmth of my glow,
he will know
and when we meet
suddenly, he and I
will become
we.
