Sometimes...

Yes, you are the most precious of friends.
Never could I let anything hurt you, or us.
Never would I want to go outside acceptable boundaries.
Always, I am here to tell you you are valued,
Respected, admired, a treasure just for
Being who you are.

But then there are those facts of life.
I am male, you are female.
I’m alone, you’re alone.
I don’t want to speak for me,
But you are a vision that should make angels jealous.

So…
Sometimes…
I want to forget we are even human.
I want to let go of everything but
Our most primal feelings.
I want to devour you,
Absorb you,
In a kiss that won’t end until
We both need CPR.
I want to prove you are more important than air
Until the last second on the edge of death
When my body won’t let me any more.
It won’t be free will that stops me from wanting you.
And if I should pass before you,
Sometimes…
Visit this body that can no longer draw breath,
And remember-
It wasn’t that important to me.
You were.

John H. Bidwell