did you know,
mi amor, that you’ve
been haunting me
recently?
it’s a free fall kind of
being in love with you,
knowing with the utmost
certainty that what waits
for me around the bend
will always be you
and i’m thinking of you
in the dark of another
movie theater, watching the
way the lights from the screen
play over the scuffed leather
of my boots
i want to move closer to you
in the dark, where there are no
eyes to pry at the way that i
rest my hand on your arm,
my head on your shoulder
and in the face of this affection,
i am weak in more ways than one,
but i refuse to second-guess that a
love like this is something
that i deserve
i am reaching out with both
of these shaking hands of mine,
hoping that you’ll be there at
the end of all this,
reaching back to me