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
