I’d write long lost love letters,
send my thoughts to you
through pen and paper,
ink my thoughts forever more
condemn myself, to you
with a hopefulness
of young love…

I’d embrace you,
if I thought you’d capture me
whole; and never let go,
but I am afraid,
fearful of failing,
scared of the let down.

I’ll hold it inside;
think of you lovingly,
with building desire,
and longing passion;
I’ll hold tightly onto hope,
begging for you to come for me
grip me, take me,
possess me, burn for me,
as I burn brightly for you.

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