When this is over, I promise to stretch my

arms out and embrace you, not just

your handsome parts, your pleasant mannerisms,

but even your shadows, even your scars,

whether there are clouds or sunshine.

 

When this is over, I promise to be

more patient with you, to talk more slowly,

to rise closer to dawn than dusk,

to be close to your heart and body

without crowding your mental space.

 

When this is over, I promise to caress

every inch of your body, whether you can

physically feel it or not. I promise to

be more of my own person

while still being with you.