Love Poem Poem by Effie Yalena Steyn

Oh, that I were the shirt on your back and you were
my heart plunging pooling and pitter-pattering
in time with the tick tock tap tap of our lives and fingers.
Oh, that I were the eyelash on your cheek that sits
without permission, exiled from the perfect mess of your eyes
but still close by.
I want close by.
I want your goodbyes, your sweet night-nights, your
more-vampire-than-most-people bites
and for you to hold me tight
like that shirt holds you.
I just want you.