My Desires of You

I want to lift you up in my arms
I need to swirl you in the air,

And assure you of my unending,uncontrollable, uncontainable love

I want to kick you out of the kitchen and just cook for you,

I want hold you tightly next to me

And feel the warmth of your wet lips on my neck,

I need to kiss you gently, tenderly

And a gazillion times shout to the galaxy,

That I am in love with you,

I need to assure you,

That you are always,

The purest of the gifts God has ever given me

I want to lay down on the rooftops

And count the stars that reflect on your beauty

And tell you nothings about my boyhood, manhood and masculinity

I wanna brag that you are mine to you and to the multiverse

I also want to pray with you for the love you have given me

I want to undress you

And watch you walk around naked

And just love the you that you are –

The definition of beauty that I delayed to own;

The heavenness that you have denied the world

And granted me

I want to author a book,

Describing the sophisticated mystery that you are,

Making sure your memory remains intact forever

And hey, I still want to keep promises I have made…

Yes, even those that I might have broken

I still consider you the mother of my babies,

For I haven’t had babies as many with another

As I have had with you

I want you to cuddle into me while we watch a movie

And I want to fall asleep on the couch with you next to me

Of course, I still need to make memories of lovemaking afresh

And rekindle the ones in the past with fervent reincarnation

And I still want to tell you, “I told you so”

When you eventually get to me at the altar

… and watch you cry

I still want to hold your face like a clamp and tell you I love you