Your love is pure

 Reminiscing about that night.
The night I don't  want to forget.
The night I have wanted after I met you.

I felt your heart.
Your passion.
Your desire.
Your intensity.
And your possible love.

I  want it
I want it all.

I want to feel protected in your arms.
I  want to feel your love, in your embrace.
I want to feel wanted with your kiss.

Countless Ways, Countless Times.

   You always let me down gently.
I have forgotten, how many times you have.
So many different ways, to make it obvious, to make me understand thst you don't want to feel again so much pain, and regret, and fear from your part.
I don't fear, I don't care about the pain, seems like I almost want to regret.
But I don't.

I don't fear, because I know I won't let you down.
I don't feel pain, even thought your rejections try to make me  feel  it.
I don't foresee regret, because I know I can love you like no one has.

But you do.
You fear, losing me. Because you want me in your life
You fear causing me pain, because you have caused pain in the past.
You fear regretting the possibility of  "US." Because I might walk away, and leave you alone, in your loneliness, and drown in sadness for not being able to love me.

And I understand your reasons
But my heart keeps on insisting.
Maybe, I am trying to sabotage myself.

Failure of the Huntsman Hunt. Poem.

                      Sep 30 2018

  Thinking of you in the morning,
Thinking of you at night.
I'm inebriated by the thought of you.

It started to take a toll in my sanity.
And when I try to avoid the thought of you ,
There is always something that brings you to my mind.
I cannot escape.
I am prey of your hunt, but when I look back,
There is no huntsman hunting me.