to all of my beloveds

tahsin

love #9

my glorious tahsin,

i want you. i want to be there for you. i want to care for you, as much as you will allow, and so be it if you want me to care so much for you that it begins to break me. these are the lengths in which i am willing to sacrifice for you.

to make sure the content you felt with me will always be a continuing feeling.

i feel as though i could climb the highest mountain with you at my side, or creep by the most ferocious bear. i could reel in the biggest fish in the sea. or build you the greatest house. that bravery – courage that you instill in me gives me a high like no other.

i wish to revisit the summers we'd spend causing mischief, pickpocketing the noblemen and women that ambled the cobbled streets, or stealing the occasional dish from a fruit stand. your galvanizing words would cause me to feel giddy all over, the air ticklish to my skin as we ran from our pursuers.

i suppose that was something you were always able to do though.

squash all of my worries, doubts, and insecurities under your boot as you lifted me from the mud. fighting for me when i was too weak to do it myself, taking me in when i had nowhere left to run, and squeeze me when no one else would touch me.

on one particular rainy night, i recall sitting on a cracked street corner, quivering from the cold and listening to the clattering of my teeth. just i thought i would die in the face of the crescent moon, suddenly you appeared, similar drops falling from your peridot-colored orbs as the lantern you clutched swung with fire.

the instant revelation i had as you dropped everything and wrapped your hands around me, was one of heavy tenderness. so when we made it back to your dwelling, your tongue cursing my name for causing you so much heartache, i could only apologize softly before collapsing into you. that night we spent in warmth, and woke up in fulfillment.

your companionship means oh so much to me, and i can't wait until we are rejoined, because you never really know how lonely you are until you've had a taste of great love.

impatiently, my eyes linger for the view of you, as our passion explodes when we finally meet again.

when you read this letter, i hope it drips into your center,

as you have dripped into my very life.

- Q.