One Day...

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One day, he is going to tell you he loves you,
On that day your lips will curve into a crescent moon,
You've been waiting to hear those words, since you first laid eyes upon him,
The stars in your eyes; luminent, radiant, ready to unfold for him,
You will say it back,
Not out of obligation, nor societal reciprocity,
But because you mean it, with every inch of your soul.

When he tells you he loves you,
His arms will unfurl like vines, ready to wrap around you,
His lips will press against your neck, because he knows that is how you like it,
And you'll let him, because you love him too.

With hearts so open and eyes hungry for one another,
You intertwine, because that's what lovers do,
When he tells you he loves you, his eyes will glisten with vulnerability,
His smile, he gifts to you; nervously,
He does not say these words in expectation of reply, but he still hopes,
He will look at you with everything he is and everything he has and say, here,
This is yours now, he is yours now.

When his hands travel your skin, it will no longer be a foreign land,
He is no longer a wanderer lost in the sea of you,
He is home,
When he cups your chin it will be familiar,
Like the way he cups his tea on a cool winter's day,
When he holds your hand, it will be in the same way he clutches his bedsheets on a hot night,
When he can no longer keep his demons at bay,
You will protect him, he will protect you,
Because that's what love is, isn't it?

Love is the way your heart melts,
The way blood rushes like red wine chasing the stain it is trying to create,
Love is when, even, in your arms you feel like you haven't quite given him enough,
When you sent him your heart, it may have travelled the long way around,
But in the end it finally came home, to him,
Love is the way you looked into his eyes and knew that he would be better off without you,
So you let him go,
But what he didn't know was that you tucked your heart in the pocket of his soul,
So that he could carry it with him as he went.
When you said your love was forever, that is exactly what you meant.

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