A Promise For You My Love...

loving you
is not to love the air

it is to touch the petals of a flower
to savor the scent and inhale it inside my body

to make you
a part of me so that anywhere i go i must carry you inside me

loving you is not to love the air
invisible

loving you is to caress your hair
lay my head in the comfort of your bosom

loving you is not a thought but a touch
loving you is not the future but my present

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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