Oooh, I Do
I Love How You Love Me
Oooh, I do!
I do so love
the way you
hold my hand
like you hold my gaze
kiss my lips
like you kiss the beat
move my hips
like you move my soul
to the tune of the moon
in the dark
in the heat
in the deep
like a well
then back to a high note.
tune my mind on your dial
to your fave
to the song that will make you sing.
this one or that?
dial me in to you
I'm into you
for now and ever
to melt like snow
in your warm rays
til the end of the day
and the end of the line.
at the end of a life
a life of two made one
no, one made two
or 2 made 3?
at the end of the end
if all I ever had
was a life in your arms
I want you to know
how much I love it.
oooh I do!
it's just true.
I love it so
and so do you.
I hope you know
how much I love
to love
you.
About the Creator
Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist
I fell in love with speculative fiction and poetry many years ago, but I have precious little time to write any. Then, I went crazy and started a cult called metAlchemy, or meta alchemy. I revere energy of all brands, esp. good, kind chaos.
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So joyful. I really enjoyed reading this.
Awww, this was so sweet and lovely! Such a wonderful poem!
Absolutely beautiful!!! Loving it!!!♥️♥️💕
Well Written!