To her with love

Job Welime

I have always wanted to love you,

I want to love you in looks and glances with attachment for images,

I want to love you like you own my eyes in any crowd,

I want to love you in your good days and in seasons when your day is too rough for words,

I want to love you in the knowledge of where to kiss when it hurts,

I want to love you in playlists of songs that we sing together,

I want to love you in poems and and in places that are almost as beautiful as your face when you smile,

I want to love you in food and in trying something new just so we can make it ours,

I want to love you in long and short journeys and still enjoy the distance,

I want to love you infinitely a way none of these words would ever encapsulate,

I want to love you in a way that gives your life highlights to always replay,

I want to love you in a way that every heartbeat of mine is a poem written for you,

I want to love you with a permanence that supersedes eternity,

I want love you in a way that the stars will finally be my witness telling you more about me.

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Comments2

  • BlessedbyGod

    Beautiful poem my friend, she is one lucky lady to be loved like this

    • Job Welime

      Cheers for reading dear friend

      • BlessedbyGod

        Loved it

      • Bobby O

        Sometimes it’s a style that is dictated by content and mood but other times it’s just easy to fall back on. I loved the content and the sentiment though I wonder if using the pronoun “I” so often served to impart Declaration of import or if shifting to another option hear and there might be considered. I’m gonna take a shot at the last paragraph honoring its intent without the redundancy of “I”
        A building desire to love you in such a way that it’s supersedes eternity elevating my gift of love, almost reaching the stars and now they may bear witness as I share more of me with you.

        For your consideration ….



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