I want to tell you,
like I want a cool drink on a warm day,
or a hug when I'm down,
or to see your face when I'm lonely...
I want to tell you...
It almost slips out when you remind me,
like when you make the world up right,
or our laughter fills the air
or when your kindness overwhelms me/
it almost slips out...
It's begun to make my heart race,
when you give me that look,
or when you tell me I'm important,
or when I know you are as well;
it begins to make my heart race...
I think you know it,
like the sun sets in the west,
or it's cooler after the rains,
or there's a god above us;
I think you already know it.
JH
09.19.16/11.30.16
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Reflection
Poetry"I've been trying to put it to words, to collect those thoughts wholly, and to combine them singularly into an explanation--- Not an excuse. Not an apology. Not a proposal." From 'With You I'll Never Hang My Noose" My 2015...
