I want to love privately.
I want to love genuinely.
In a world where we telegraph our most intimate moments
I want this moment to be only ours.
A moment so private that it's hidden away for only us.
I want to experience love with you as a whole.
Because the idea of us being two separate souls is unimaginable.
I want to be your Sunday morning coffee
And your two am sadness.
I want to love you and not because I was told to
But because loving you is like breathing air.
And when you stop loving me it feels as though I'm drowning.
I want to love privately.
And in this moment it is only us
And love.
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Cold comfort
PoetryA series of poems written by me, and I promise you, you won't be disappointed.
