Dali

There will be days
when I love you completely,
when everything I say to you
comes out sweet at honey,
when I can’t stop telling you
how much I hate being away,
how much I’d rather be with you,
have my arms around you
while we cook together in your kitchen,
or curl up in your bed on a cold, rainy afternoon,
with a cup of tea, the cats nearby, and nothing else to do.

There will be days
when my heart splits open,
like a pomegranate in your palms,
when my bones ache for you around,
when I cannot carry on my afternoon
without hearing your voice on the phone first.

There will be days
when I fall for you repeatedly,
minute after minute spent in your company,
when I appear unannounced at your door,
bearing a weight of love that
exceeds all of your wildest expectations.