FINALLY! I'm so sorry this took so long to update. But here it is - the 3rd and I'm pretty sure last installment of "you wish he would".


you can hardly

b-e-l-i-e-v-e

your ears

{who are you and what have you

done with my boyfriend?}

before you can ask

he sweeps you

off your feet

into the air

holding you |close|

over the prow

you c-l-i-n-g

to his shirt

too surprised

to even speak

" coming in for a landing "

he says

& then you're stumbling

& he pulls you down

onto the seat of

one of those

beautiful

elegant

little boats

you let out a

laugh

in sheer d-i-s-b-e-l-i-e-f

he grins at you

& you squeeze his hand

(for a moment

you think how if

they

far down below

in the \depths/

of T/a/r/t/a/r/u/s

were here

hecould control the boat

& you almost cry

because you

want

that so much

for her, for him

to have this)

but now

your own hero

summons a

soft wind

& sweeps the boat along

a giddiness

rises in your heart

n-e-a-r-l-y drowning

the longing sadness

[but not quite]

you lean up

~ a gentle kiss ~

& you

watch the water

content

because

your

* dream *

of floating

in one of those

g.o.n.d.o.l.a.s.

holding hands

with him

that tall

{devastatingly handsome}

Son . of . Jupiter

came

t

r

u

e

{you wished he would}

& he did