Wordsworth Magazine Autumn 2021

[ode to the love of my life whom i haven’t met] J a i l a I can’t wait to cherish you.

I’ll tell you that you’re more breathtaking Then every single star I’ve ever seen.

I will write you a garden full of your perfections And recite it to you so often You start to forget whatever insecurity you had before you loved me.

I will worship you Until you forget you are mortal.

I can’t wait to show you who I am.

I want to peel back my shell of skin And put my life on display Only for you to see in the comfort of our home.

Letting you see the damaged light inside my pounding heart, Would be one of my life’s greatest pleasures.

We can poke at each other’s bruises And kiss the scars past lovers left behind And remind each other that life is worth living.

I can’t wait to feel your kiss against mine.

I know we’ll fit together perfectly, Like how your favorite blanket curls around you, Or how rain covers your entire body Like a second skin.

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