My Beloved

When that moment comes,

That moment when I get to right my wrongs,

Take me to that corner street restaurant where I first sat across my beloved.

Let me scold that little girl seated there

Smiling with such care

Caging her real self behind the mask of calmness she portrays

When that moment comes

That moment when I get to relive those sacred moments

Take me to that half empty house where I first lay with my beloved

Let me remind that child within that it is okay to be held gently

She does not have to pretend to be strong

When all she really craves is to get lost in the scent of her beloved.

Please coerce me into coming with you in that moment

That moment when I go back in time and find myself in my beloved’s arms

Let me remind that girl to be receptive

All he wants is to kiss her worries away

She does not have to be stiff just because she has been touched badly way before her time

She does not have to fight her beloved; she can just give in to him

And watch the world, as it starts to explode with color

When that moment comes

Remind me to remind that little girl within;

That to be loved is also as okay as being unloved.