Day 30

Day 30. Here we are folks. See you again soon.  This poem is clumsy but it was important to me that I wrote it. Today's mood: https://youtu.be/RIZdjT1472Y

For Taeer

When I'm with you

My favorite thing is

To curl up in a ball in your sternum. 

Wrap the warmth of your beating heart

Around my shoulders and

Let your steady voice rock me to sleep.

Sometimes you aren't enough.

I couldn't make a bobsled team with me and you

Couldn't fill the spots on a pool tournament roster

But together we could play a hell of a game of bridge

Together we pedal a tandem like champs

I would like you to take me apart piece by piece

I would like you to build a Lincoln log cabin from my ribs

I would like you to devour my words like you've been fasting and I'm the first meal you've come across.

I would like you to tell me you love me in the same well worn words you've told me

one hundred, one thousand times before.

Just so I can say it back.