I WANT

I WANT

I want to love you like Friday night cuddles over Monday mornings

I want to love you like the smell of roses over its thorny stems

I want to love you like new memories I make every time you smile at me

I want to love you like the promise of rainbows after the rain

I want to love you like I love my name on your lips

I want to love you like Saturday morning cartoons over soggy cereal

I want my heart to beat with longing every time you’re far away

*

I want to yearn

I want to love

I want to love you

I want to love you like I loved the tears from the sky when I was little

I want to love you like the blue sky on a windy day

I want to love your flaws and make a home for your demons with my rib cage

I want to run from your beginning to your very end

And with every step

Every mile I conquer

Every strand of hair blowing in the wind

Every sweat breaking out on my skin

I want to be everything you didn’t know you were looking for

*

I want to burn

I want to burn with love

And watch you bask in the white smoke of my affection

I want to envy the heat of my flames as you writhe with pleasure from the cores of my being

I want to tap on your shoulder

Recapture the sounds of language from your lips

And build roots with your excitement

Sculptured with my hands and placed on the Everest for the world to see

*

I want…

I want to love you

But you won’t let me

Written by Vhar

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11 Comments

  1. Mandy
    July 06, 07:00 Reply

    Nothing hurts more than when love is unrequited. Hurts more than a breakup, becos it feels like breakup every day that you’re in love with the person who won’t love you back.

  2. Jo
    July 06, 07:36 Reply

    oh….and I want to love me too.

  3. Shuga chocolata
    July 06, 08:21 Reply

    Thanks vhar for scribbling this from my heart to Francis.
    Except the last part.

    “I want
    I want to love you
    But why won’t you let me.”

    Garcia’s.

  4. lluvmua
    July 06, 11:57 Reply

    vhar vhar voom dearie… nice… u want to

  5. lluvmua
    July 06, 12:07 Reply

    vhar vhar voom dearie … nice … i
    want too

  6. SageDude
    July 06, 23:11 Reply

    Nice piece Vhar and guy Wetin happen to 890 nah haba

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