Ugh, you... just ‘Be’ with me.
Sit on a porch, with our coffee in hand and just ‘Be’.
Lay in bed with me, with the tips of our toes touching, and just ‘Be’.
Stand in a crowd of people we love, celebrating life and joys, as we make eye contact amongst the chatter and for a quiet moment in the loudness, ‘Be’ with me.
Sit on the couch with me, sometimes in a frustrated silence, waiting to communicate, resolve and move on, even in that, please my love, just ‘Be’ with me.
As were old, full of wisdom, our past stretching further than our future can reach, reminiscing on the day I ran to you, fell into your arms for the first time, being fully yours, being truly together, and wholeheartedly beginning to ‘Be’ as one.
-L
About the Creator
Elle
Poet and Short story enthusiast under the pen-name, Elle, who writes about moments that make the heart beat, skip a beat and feel like it stops altogether.
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