I might tell you how much I enjoy being with you,
as if you couldn’t tell
(I am that transparent)
but it would be without true meaning.
I should let you know how each of your kisses
paralyze me for a beautiful brief instant
(which is why I have to pull away and reset)
but it would not really matter.
I could describe the pain in my chest
when we are apart
(that is sometimes accompanied by tears)
but what would be the point.
I ought to share the calm that I feel
when we are together
(in church they say ‘peace that surpasses
but the words would be hollow.
I could say all of these things
to you either out loud or in a whisper
(which would you prefer)
but they cannot land successfully
without first framing them
(with I love you).
“Context” appears in my collection titled, ‘Self Inflicted Heart Shaped Wounds’ – available at Amazon in ebook and paperback.