This One is for You - Blackout Poetry Notes

All I Want

Listening to my heart,
you are
all I want.

That slow, exquisite
sensation of touch
was heaven.

Your face is bright
all steeped in sunshine,
more beautiful than
the water singing
as it runs
on a great day.

Home together on
Sunday morning
coffee cup in hand
is what I want,
I'm hoping someday
you'll understand.

I daresay,
all this prose is
so I can write
to describe
how it feels
to be with you.

You bewitched me.
You're making my heart
pound freely,
about to explode.

I rather think
there is
something special
about you.

To be married:
this intimacy was deeper,
more personal and
so necessary.

My heart appeared
in a savage ferocity
and the affections unalterably,
all his.

The closest touch
to come alive between
you and me
was a look of tender passion.
Say you'll never let me go.