For the man, “My Air”, “Umair” “Mo Aer” who in spite of many obstacles relentlessly pursued me and had the courage to love me.
I am profoundly and precisely that girl, the one you will never see with a curl out of place,
scream the words
behind the pain
but you will never hear the words uttered from my lips
you might catch a glimpse in my eyes
the words simply, without the courage, would have never left my brain
perhaps scattered on the pages of a well-loved journal
but if I trust you
and I do, baby
all the sweetest parts I have saved and given to no one else but you
free to let down my perfectly coiled copper ringlets
with your love
I am on fire,
I am free,
a star kissed, glitter-filled hopeless dreamer,
I dance barefoot in the forest among the trees
worship the ground at your feet
lay down in the mountains to feel you near me
I’d even skinny dip in mud puddles to show what you mean to me.
I am free to let all the firey, messy parts of me tumble to the ground
you forever there
to scoop me up
kiss away the pain
shelter my heart
and love me in the most beautiful and intoxicating way
when I look into your eyes
and then your lips
I want to touch your face gently
caress your fingertips
and link your hands in mine
together
unstoppable
racing against the hands of time
Forest of Words 