Can I tell you what I want?

Can you find this lovely thing

For me to have and know

It’s mine, for all eternity?

Can I express my need to you

And not have you look away,

But put your shoulder under me

And lift me to the sky

And say that I am your beloved,

And that there is no one quite

Like me for you, and be the one

I dream about, and write my poems

And songs of love to?

Maybe there’s none of earth today

Who share this kind of want

With me, maybe only an immortal god

Could handle the weight my wanting brings.

Maybe the shoulder of Hercules, 

A demigod, could come as close,

Or maybe not, but I need someone

To sing my childish songs of love to.

Would you like to hear one?

-jenn