"
the one who still loves you“
c. 2000, Miriam M. Wynn
i want to be the
one you long for
i want to be the one you ache for
i want to be the one
the one you come to
when darkness falls . . .
i want to hear
my name
on your lips
i wanna see it shake you
like the sip
of love i took from you
when you looked at me
when i saw you standing there
in the darkest hours
i want to be
the one you crawl to
i want to be the one you’ll bruise for
skin wanting and waning
sad for me
unable to be
until i return
until i return
to you
the one who stole the heart
that beats
inside your chest
the bloody thing that i caress
the only one
who knows
the only one who goes
to the deepest parts of you
so easy, so hard
to do
the parts of you
that i will worship
can only be
with my touch
and nothing else
is such
a breeze, a squeeze, a dream come true
as the kisses that i bring to you
the one . . .
the one who comes
to take all that you are
with love
i steal your heart from you . . .
the one that
you crawl to
the one who still
loves you.
