Day 18
river
If I ever know true love, let it be consummated on your banks. Let it slip and fall awkwardly in and be carried on that perfect current that rides around every dangerous boulder and into the sea. And if I never find that true love here on the shore, then let me wade and swim, roll belly up in the sun and love you.
I would give you my pain, but the second I see you I cannot seem to find any. I would give you my thoughts, but the minute I touch you, I feel empty. I would give you my heart, but when I step into you, I see that you already have it.
I have nothing to lose that I would not gladly surrender to you. I have no desire that you cannot satisfy in the spring with your glacial force. Give me the gift of alpine icy water and I will wear a nymph’s smile and never leave.
If I ever know true love, let me go just enough that I can love him the way you have taught me to love: to trust, persist, commit, nurture, to be shaped and to shape in equal measure, and to surrender my senses to a pure rushing pleasure that ends in a deep sea.
