More

 

More than a friend

More than an option

Every thing

And not like, everything, EVERYTHING

You’re whole world, your universe

But more

More than just

your confidant

a comfort place

With whom you rant and rave

Where you’re free to be you in all of your

Theatrical emotional awesomeness.

 

I want to be more

More than you’ve ever had

So much more that it scares me

It scares us both just the same

This yearning for more

My being aches for you

And you for I and

We both leave it unspoken

The agony of a deep-pitted desire

To love you openly

More than I’ve ever loved another…

 

 

– Viola Constance