never rush love.
it’s not meant
to be rushed,
it’s meant
to last.
and so
wait.
wait for someone
who kisses will engulf you
like the rising sun does
to the night sky at dawn.
that moment when
night and day meet,
the brief moment two days touch,
the very few seconds of oneness before parting.
wait for that.
wait for someone
who will own you like the night
and set you free like morning.
wait.