I want love that sets me free
Boundless as the cold wind
Happy as the cheery voices,
Deft as the fingers on those guitars
Playing next door, carefree.
I want love that does not blame me
Of being high strung, of being insecure.
Of being things and emotions
He himself cannot pinpoint.
I want love that fills my mind
Like a thousand glittering fairy lights.
I want love that fills my lungs
Like fresh, pure, clean mountain air.
I want love that fills my stomach
Like a warm home-cooked meal.
I want love that transpires from my body
Like sweat after a ten-mile run.
I want love that will hold me
When the walls close in.
When the cave of life is bouldered with rocks.
When the tears overpower even the suppressed smiles.
When the world appears large and I- lonely.
I want love that will hold me tight
And whisper gently, softly:
"I'm here to hold your hand.
I'm here to hold your heart and you.
Be still. Because I'm here for the storms.
And here, to love you."
Boundless as the cold wind
Happy as the cheery voices,
Deft as the fingers on those guitars
Playing next door, carefree.
I want love that does not blame me
Of being high strung, of being insecure.
Of being things and emotions
He himself cannot pinpoint.
I want love that fills my mind
Like a thousand glittering fairy lights.
I want love that fills my lungs
Like fresh, pure, clean mountain air.
I want love that fills my stomach
Like a warm home-cooked meal.
I want love that transpires from my body
Like sweat after a ten-mile run.
I want love that will hold me
When the walls close in.
When the cave of life is bouldered with rocks.
When the tears overpower even the suppressed smiles.
When the world appears large and I- lonely.
I want love that will hold me tight
And whisper gently, softly:
"I'm here to hold your hand.
I'm here to hold your heart and you.
Be still. Because I'm here for the storms.
And here, to love you."
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