I want her
To climb into my lap, into my arms, wrap her arms around my neck, lay her head on my shoulder, tell me about her bad day
to fight the climax, as if she'd deny me, her body then trembling, surrendering with tears streaming down her face.
to curl into me because she feels safe, to hold her so close that 'nothing could take her away from me'
to call me on my bullshit, rally against me, beat me at chess, remind me who I am, keep me humble
to surrender and be led, to all the places, tumbling in my bed, sigh against my ear and whisper her secrets
to tackle hug me, yell my name, happy to see me, throwing herself headlong into me
to have those wordless conversations with eyes and expressions that come from years of familiar words
to feel that wonderful helplessness, her hands held above her head, wrists captured in my hand her body soft and yielding
to whimper with release, when I coax her, breathy whispers, tell her its ok, I have you, you are mine, let go.
to be mine
