Oh, to be...
oh, to be loved and not lusted.
oh, to be… loved?
not wanted, not needed, not craved.
just… loved.
to be held with gentle hands.
not traced like lines upon the sands.
to be a heart, not just a face.
a soul embraced in love’s embrace.
not a hunger, not a thirst, not a fleeting ache.
but something soft. gentle. unshaken.
not burning, not breaking, not devouring.
just being. just existing.
oh, to be loved and not lusted.
to be seen, not just dusted.
a soul embraced, a hand held tight.
not just a flame that burns the night.
to be seen beyond the skin.
where love, not longing, dwells within.
to hear my name like whispered art.
spoken softly, felt with heart.
oh, to be cherished, pure and true.
not just a want, but someone’s you.
but oh, love.
love is slow. love is quiet.
love is patient. love is safe.
and i… i am tired of running.
— Aarna A.