Is it not I you claim to love. Claim?
My name on your lips; like no other
Your eyes on me; that look only I can read
Those hands on me, the urgency in your kiss.
You love me. I feel it.
Is it not at my touch that you melt?
You float, as if coming down from a high. All tension fading.
You think I can’t feel it but I can, I do.
And is it not in my embrace that you shiver?
Purr like a kitten, settling into my arms as if I am home?
Have we not been to hell and heaven,
have you not cried in my arms as I in yours?
Have we not smiled, laughed, made merry,
found comfort in each other?
I feel it.
I could, I can, I do.
See me. Hear my plea
I love you as you love me.
I feel it
and so do you