We met
When I was
in distress
The last day
of the decade
Ticking away
He gave me
a rainbow cotton pouch
with a silver elephant
The trunk was up
A lucky sign
I knew that moment
the connection was divine
I knew he was destined
to come into my life
He loved me
when I was broken
He helped
put me back together
His sun cooked hands
warmed the aches and pains
The cold wrapped inside
the darkness
faded away
He massaged
the hurt
from my body
He spoke
words of poetry
to my soul
He made me
tea that tastes
like magic
He gave me
chocolate
wrapped in gold
He made me
laugh
with his humor
He made my
heart feel
full
He gave me
medicine
in a brown bottle
He shared
the wisdom
I needed to know
I felt his smile
behind his mask
His hugs were awkward
but they grew warmer
each time we met
He prioritized his love
He sacrificed for it’s worth
He gave me
coconuts
to cure my ills
& sometimes
prioritized
my healing
before his
I was grateful
for his effort
yet insisted
he take care
of himself first
He wants to cure all the hurt
He wants to heal all the pain
He wants to create with me
He wants to share brighter days
He wants to fly me
to his homeland
He wants to show me
Bangkok’s wild city life
He wants me to explore
the jungle he survived
He wants to feed me
honey from the Big Bee’s hive
He wants me to relax
on the beaches of Phi Phi
He wants to take me
to paradise
He wants me to enjoy
the house he built
in the mountains of Shanghai
He wants me to meet
his mama
He wants me
in his life
He loves me
unconditionally
He loves me
more than
he can explain
He doesn’t need
to say it with words
I feel his love’s vibration
He’s touched every bit of my soul
He’s touched every inch of my body
but I’ve never kissed his lips
I love this man dearly
Sometimes I picture it
Sometimes I feel the tension rise
But I’ve never touched this man
He loves me
unwaveringly
He reveres
my heart & strength
He loves me
unconditionally
He is everything
I thought I wanted
So why
am I still
hung up on him?
The younger man
who didn't
care for me
like
the older man
did
About the Creator
Sarah Jane
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