a poem by a close friend

[iamom]

This person is too shy to put up a journal and share this stuff with us, but I was moved by its intensity and thought I'd share it here.

I want to sleep with someone I love.
I want to sleep with someone who loves me.
I want to wake up late the next morning and find him still in my bed with an arm flung over me.
I want someone who'll race home on his lunch break just to make love with me on the kitchen floor.
I want to walk down the street holding hands.
I want to go to the movies and snicker over popcorn.
I want someone who can't believe his good fortune of having found me.
I want to introduce to all my friends the beautiful man I've fallen in love with.
I want someone to keep a toothbrush in my medicine cabinet.
I want someone to think about me when I'm not there.
I want someone who'll kick and scream at the thought of losing me.
I want someone who's passionate and occasionally gets angry at the universe for what it serves up.
I want someone who understands when I get angry at the universe, too.
I want someone to leave notes in the pockets of clean laundry.
I want someone to NEED to call me if they're feeling rotten.
I want someone who is moved just to love me.