And I Want... Poem by Kim Dang

Your stories to be beguiling
I want your idealistic happy endings
I want that immersion in auburn
That bike ride through falling leaves of autumn

I want the summer cartwheel waterfall splashes
The daring climb out of my father's bathroom
To fall down my balcony, to share with you the symphony
of stars, arms squeezed tight
in that formation above this barren park past midnight.

I want that decorated heat filled hike up floral
covered valleys
I want to hint at my desired fancies
to be completely uninhibited in your presence,
it's almost borderline eerie
A pretense of naivety, a welcomed swooning
I want to fall just to feel your hands behind me.

I want to be knee deep in envy
of your already accomplished, what were once, pipe dreams
I want your wit to be so quick
it leaves me bruising
I want that smirk, your crooked smile to stay amusing.

I want your challenges to lie in conversation
heat me up with my own home brewed passion
touch me deeply with some unwavering humility
Show me the world on cloud nine with these diamonds
but you'd never let me forget the roots which ties me
to the support behind my tribulations, to the love of my parents
to my cobweb of friends which still blesses like ivy.

I want to contribute my footprints at the edge
just past the time that golden ball sets,
to validate my existence, to feel alive, by sundown.
So I'll cut my toe's soles on this bedrock of seashells.
Deafened by surging waves of the qualms in your body
I want it all - exhaustively.
In the end, I won't get that make believe,
But for now I want to at least pretend
you have the chutzpah to completely,
complete me.