For my friend who I love as more than a friend
He, They, She
He was raw passion
Love bruises on your neck
Scratches on your back
He was adventure
They were for old times sake
Inside jokes and party comfort
They were the favourite
They were and will remain
She was sunday comfort
Tenderness with forehead kisses
Cuddles under soft blankets
She was the scary choice
You loved Him
You loved Them
You loved Her
He fought for you and your love
They sat back and let you come to them
She held your hand at night
You loved Him
You loved Them
You loved Her
He was brash as a bear
They were calm as cafés
She was comforting as sunlight
He loved the idea of you
They loved the memory of you
She loved the solace of you
Your Garden
A kiss on my temple grew a daisy
A smile against my throat bloomed a rose
Your fingers on my arm gave me wild flowers
Your nose rubbing mine left a carnation
Make me your garden
Water me tenderly and plant new flowers
Allow me to grow into your Eden
Allow me to shade you
From a barren land I have become life
Flowers sprout from me in search of the sky
They grow and twist under your care
From life I have grown lovable
YOU ARE READING
Saudade
PoetrySaudade /saʊˈdɑːdə/ noun: saudade; plural noun: saudades (especially with reference to songs or poetry) a feeling of longing, melancholy, or nostalgia that is supposedly characteristic of the Portuguese or Brazilian temperament A gathering of my po...
