I wish that I could hold you
I wish for your embrace and cry
I wish that you could find me
So I could lose myself inside
Your arms, your heart, your feelings
I wish that I could share them all
I wish you'd share them with me
And then you'd see I'm sure to fall
In love with you forever
If only for a little while
Should we be here together
See what I'd pay if I could buy
The days and nights in winter
And spend them all in love with you
Where days go by like fireflies
They fly below the stars to you
I wish we were together
To watch another year go by
And watch without another
I wish for your embrace and cry
I wish I could make love to you
If only with my words
I wish you could make love to me
If only with your smile
I wish for your embrace and then I cry.
PUBLICATION: Vortex, mid-June 1995, East high School
HISTORY: Within my time as a seventeen-year-old, I had written
quite a lot of poetry (especially in the summer). Within nine
months, I had written in sonnet, haiku, song, and numerous other
styles that were virtually untouched during the previous sixteen
years.
So now, on the eve of my eighteenth birthday, I was destined to
squeeze out one more poem. Under these self-forced circumstances
(which are common with much of my writing), I managed to make
a poem of which I am especially pleased.
I seem to recall Saranya Wheat, the president of the
Vortex staff, calling this one her favorite at the time.
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