I want love to hit me like a train,
Sudden and immense like a heart attack.

I want to be pistol-whipped with happiness,
And the joy to flow like claret across my features.

I want contentment to fall on me like the night,
Slow and purposeful like the change of seasons.

I want to sit with you
And dream of places that exist in thought-

Think of the imminent.
Ponder the present.
And doubt the past.

I want to drink like a tree
And swim like the ocean,
I want to fly like a cloud
And sleep like a mountain.

I want to fall in love in May.

Benjamin W Wild copyright © 2002
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