I Want

I want to write a poem about love,
to write a smile on your face,
to pen your laughter on the page

I want to paint your skin
in sunlight-sienna tan lines,
flavoured with tropical scented oils

I want you in autumn walks,

coloured leaves and morning chills,
coffee houses and ginger snaps

I want to feel your warm body,
beside a crackling fireplace,
snuggling under a blanket

I want an end to the frozen chill
of winter Douglass Firs
in collars of wet virgin snow

I want you to melt this glacial heart,
to expose the black fertile earth,
to plant our growing love again

© Christopher Raine