Want You

I will always want you.
I want you buried deep between my silky sheets,
Your arms wrapped around me, with my head on your chest,
With your breath burning my forehead
And your heartbeat lulling me to sleep.
I want you sitting at the dining table,
A glass of wine in one hand and a fork in the other,
A grin spread wide across your face
Your eyes glued tightly to the shape of my lips.
I want you lounging in the living room in your pjs,
The remote in your hands, your eyes fixed on TV,
Your arms open wide enough to make a place for me
Against your body, in your heart.
I want you when you throw your glass into a shower of glitter,
When my feet and arms get sliced and bleed
Trying to clean up before you hurt yourself,
Before you lose control and lose more sleep.
I want you when every word coming from your mouth is black,
When the ashes of those screams taint your lips,
I want those marks upon my skin, upon my soul, upon my hips...
Until all I am is darkness from the tips of my toes to the top of my head.
I want you when there's no sleep to be had,
And there's another empty bottle on the floor,
When you lie in a heaping mess by the door,
Your bags packed but not quite ready to go.
I want you when your "fine" becomes "help me",
When your tears slice your cheeks into beautiful ribbons,
When the ice you have encased yourself into melts
And you're left a puddle at my feet.
I want you when you're ready for me,
When you realize I'm not going to leave...
And even though I may never be free...
I will always want you to be stronger than me.
I will always want you, the good and the bad intertwined,
Tied together with a million miles of rope,
Patched up with rags and looking ragged and old....
I need you to never need to be told that I want you.