I want desperately to believe in you
In your love, your life, in who you are
in relation to me
I want to see--where we could go
and who we might be, you
in relation to me

Sappy love songs
Romantic gestures
I want to kiss you meaningfully
In sunny or stormy weather
I don't want to be
A caricature of me anymore
And I need to think you'll even that score

This has to last
This has to stay true
My checkered, tattered past
Needs you to be you

My pastpresentfuture selves
Want to know you
Want to see you speak you desire you
Into being
in relation to me

We, she and he, need you to believe
In me in relation to you
It's not going to be easy
Me loving you loving me
In all our intricacies

There will be a tapestry to weave
Of our past together
Our future, for what ever forever
We may find
I promise to love your mind

While I want desperately to believe
It's nigh impossible...
For, you see....
My checkered, tattered past
Just won't leave my heartsoulmind be
free
To believe in the exquisite
Mind-blowing idea

That is you
in relation to me




Torrin C. Smith

I'll be honest. I wrote this a few months ago, for a love that I hadn't found yet. Perhaps I've found it despite myself. :)