
Nantucket
Darling:
long have I waited
breath by breath
for your arrival.
I must be
honest here
my love,
there were times
days//months//years
when I thought you
would never appear,
yet here you are
fully embodied,
present and complete.
The totality of your love
forces me to acknowledge
slowly, ever so slowly,
that I am deserving
of kindness and
a place in this world.
I love getting lost
in the deep of you,
feeling joined in a
way I've never felt
before, my own
unified theory.
Memories of Nantucket,
the winter of our content,
searching for sea glass
on the frozen beach, your
sturdy arms protecting
me from the harsh wind
that blew sand into
our eyes, and mouth,
and hair.
I remember how we
ran together
into a cove,
seeking shelter from
a sudden snowstorm.
I kissed the nape
of your neck,
your skin, oh your skin,
tasting so sweet,
a heady mixture of
pure maple syrup,
along with your own
dusky pheromones,
making your scent
so potent,
I could find you
in the dark.
Despite the dampness
of the wet sand,
I felt a sense of
warmth infuse
my body,
a knowing that
you will be here,
a heart without question,
someone to watch
over me.
Klove
.



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