Deep Dark Love

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Something I wrote and sent to a woman only to have my heart ripped out and trampled.

Deep Dark Love

As I lay here and write this I realize that I have never wrote so much about one person like this.
I wonder if you know how much you truly mean to me?
I feel something deep inside when I am around you, is it love, I don't really know.
I thought I was in love once and it didn't work out well.
But with you I have found a peace in my heart and an ache when I leave you that is torturing me, wondering, do you feel the same?
I want to do more, hold you close in my arms, and know the taste of your lips.
To be with you I know I would be a very happy man.
I want to share my soul with you, take you places that are beautiful to me, show you my world.
I would be so happy to see you in the stands during softball, cheering me on, hell, I would feel like a superstar, that is what you do to me.
To be able to squeeze your leg while on the bike out riding, the way a couple does, well that would be sublime to me, more than you can know right now.
Do you feel the same? Even if just a little now, hopefully to become more?
I wonder if the reason I do not chase others is because I know they would not compare?
If I were to have the courage to ask these questions or give you the out pouring of my heart, what would the consequences be?
I don't know exactly , I don't have the words.
I am tearing apart inside.
I want to hold you the way a couple holds each other, to have you fall asleep in my arms.
To wake next to you not as a friend, well yes as friends, but also as two people deep in love.
I think I will finish now, give you this and my heart on a plate, for you to do with as you please, for this is killing me inside.

I will finish saying those fearful words,
 I love you.

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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