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