This poem has a bit of history to it. This poem is about the desires I hold deep inside of me, ones that I believe will never come true.

I want to...

Run my fingers through his hair,

Entwine my hand inside his,

Slip my arms around his waist,

Never having to let go of him.

I want to...

Stare into his mesmerizing

dark chocolate colored eyes

blazing with devotion and love

for a day and eternity.

I want to...

Be in his arms, not talking,

Enjoying each other’s company.

Fingers touching, caressing skin,

A joyous moment, shared, together.

I want...

So much more than friendship, (Father)

I want the privilege, the right,

To call him mine, and I, his.

But this, will never, ever happen.