A Love Poem: 1 of ∞

My love,


I feel your hands’ grip around my heart
and I surrender to it
completely and utterly.

You are the portal I have fallen
deeply, completely, wholeheartedly, perfectly,
into.

I entwine myself to you, and will forever refuse to untie the knot.

Each collected piece of marble, each diamond, each planet, all combined, would yield like water to the solidity of my desire for you.

And I year for us to have a love with greater finality than entropy itself⏤no, I know we will.

My heart and soul and pen are forever yours,
my only regret,
that I must bleed blue,
and not
pink.