Wednesday, October 14

Wanting Someone Everyday in Every Way

Reading anything that has nothing to do with law school makes my soul happy. The reason why I enjoy reading so much is because it brings me into a different place -- where I can let my thoughts go wild and my heart feel great things. For tonight, I checked one of my favorite Tumblr blogs and browsed for the latest posts about poetry. One post caught my attention. It was perfectly written so I want to share it here. To make this article better, allow me first to show you a famous painting by a French surrealist Rene Magritte.

The Lovers by Rene Magritte (1928); Museum of Modern Art in New York City

I wish I could say this to someone someday:

I want your Monday morning
sleep soaked eyes
dream drenched voice,
lazy bones
‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon
coffee break,
glasses off, laughter on
‘just hold me for a while
it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening
fingers through hair
teeth nibbling nails
neck craning, eye glazing
‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night
drinks for two
bones unbind
muscles let loose
flats, slacks,
‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday
stretch soul smile,
sun sipping light
from the glaciers in your eyes
fingers unfurl, hand extends
‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend
your movie marathon Saturday
reading by the fireplace
kissing in the blankets
want your Sunday morning
orange juice and pancakes
white sheets, tender skin
hair like the Fourth of July
‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary
and your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms
forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday
in every way
for the rest of my life.

- yet unknown writer

Perfect song for this post: Don't Know What To Say by Ric Segreto. "I'm a hopeless romantic" is what they say.

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