I Want You

I want you to encircle your arms
about me, cradle me like a newborn
baby, but crush me to you as if you
want to crumble a mixture of your bones
and mine and scatter them into
the winds of possibilities.

I need you to look into my eyes
as you hold me close, to keep me
from falling. I do not want to
fall alone. Please come with me.

I want you to call my name
like it’s the flowering of a seed
planted way deep down in the core of
your being — a seed of deepest desire.

This is still a work in progress. Once I finish the draft of the story I’m working on, She’ll Never Tell, I plan to work on this some more.

Peace & Love,

*Remember, don’t dream only when you sleep at night. Dream big during the day and hustle your ass off to make your dreams a reality.


About Rosalind Guy

I'm broken & my soul is weary/ my weary soul rebels, fights/ anything & anyone who tries to heal me/I beat my head against a wall of memories/ trying hard to break free from the chain of memories/ I can only be free by saying it so/ i weave a necklace from words and finally/ I find freedom/ free free free. As you can see, words are powerful to me. As Maya Angelou said, words are wallpaper of the soul. I have lots of nightmarish memories that threaten to break me, but I learned a long time ago about the power of words. They can be used to heal and destroy anything that threatens to destroy the person. Words coupled with love have the power to save and heal. I am author of three books: Skinny Dipping in the Pool of Womanhood, Tattered Butterfly Wings, and Blues of a Love Junkie. I am a high school English teacher. I am a former reporter. I am a mother. I am a woman. I am a fierce advocate for those who cannot speak for themselves, those who's voices go unheard. Check out my Amazon author page at the following link: http://www.amazon.com/Rosalind-Guy/e/B00BGH5F88/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1432491754&sr=8-1.
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2 Responses to I Want You

  1. I love the last stanza. It took me completely off guard in the best way possible. The intensity of love is pleasantly overwhelming and the imagery is both gentle and powerful. Beautiful.

    • Rosalind Guy says:

      Thanks Michelle. This poem meant a lot to me because it was about expressing how overwhelming and beautiful love can be. I can’t wait to finish the poem 🙂

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