There are times where
I can’t even imagine being in love
trusting a man,
holding hands
walking down the street,
feeling safe in being meek,
when I feel like it.
Knowing he commands the attention
of each room that he enters
kissing me in the center of
his innermost being
seeing
things that no one else
can see in me
and still making the conscious
decision to choose me everyday
kissing each fear away,
day by day