Adore

How I delight in your breath

The simplicity of satisfaction

The certain desperation I obtain

Of the jealousy of others threatening

The relationship in which we identify

Withdrawing is an option

Although would leave the disadvantage of loneliness

As you would blossom into wonderment

The comfort in which I bask

Is wholly daunting anxiety

That in your departure

I would be left

Incomprehensibly lost

Please

Do not grow tried of me

~k.m~