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.