Your love announces itself on my skin.
Boldly. Profoundly. Tenderly.
It marks itself across my body –
all the different curves that your fingers dip.
It sings in every note
of the rhythm our tongues create.
Your body resembles home.
Familiar, though I’ve been searching my whole life to find it.
It is all the warmth of the summer sun
that I want to wake up to every morning.
It is all the comfort of tranquil starry skies
that I want to stay awake for every night.
Your heart names in every heartbeat,
all the people that you have ever loved.
It has a habit of beating faster
when it names me.
You lead me to you
the same way you show me love.
And I, you – slowly.
Slowly, I come to know all that you are.
And yet, my soul acknowledges yours
as though they have known each other a lifetime.
Slowly, you place your lips to mine.
And yet, my hands roam your body
as though they have touched your skin
more than they have ever touched my own.
Oh how fast time flies,
Flickering flashbacks preceding my eyes,
Oh how drastically life can change,
Whoever could have guessed its range,
Less carelessness, absurdity, festivity,
Most of which now is contemplation, responsibility,
Of course with age there’s less dependence,
And the goal is not preference, but rather reference,
What did life mean when we were young and sprouting?,
Just going with the flow, following the lead, chasing,
How small things were, the good, and the bad,
And how reactions were justifiably mad,
Now matters have expanded, multiplied,
Life has become meaningless and intensified,
Different subjects pursuing the same goals, living in parallelism,
Determination for many, for others, scepticism,
Time is a constant, urged to be kept in mind,
All else is variable, but each moment, one of its kind,
Oh how I aspire to bring together the pros of both then and now,
Oh how I aspire to rid the cons of them, but how?
I heard it in the way you smiled,
when we first met that night.
I heard it through the phone,
when your laugh echoed mine.
I heard it when you held my hand,
and your skin kept mine warm.
I heard it when you drove me around your city,
and explained every road, every turn.
I heard it when you introduced me to your friends,
and invited me into your home.
I heard it when you looked at me longingly,
every time I had to go.
My favourite time I heard it,
was when you said it in words.
A declaration I longed for so long,
two words that lit up my world.
I promise to never forget,
that even before I heard what you had to say.
Through every action, before any words,
I knew you loved me, in each and every way.