ROMANCE Poem: A Cozy Okay, by Eliza Stone

Cliché to say your eyes
But I stare into Caribbean oceans at sunrise
I feel each forehead kiss
gentle silent lips

I feel the silky skin of your shoulder on my cheek,
you caress it like misty rain.
You pull the blanket over me when you get up
pure passion’s kiss, that says I’ll miss you at work.
And that I’m enough.

You hand me a hot mug and pour me cereal.
I sit, and we laugh at reels.
Exploding with laughter, till our lungs almost break.
I learned that love is not give or take.

You tickle me until we lay on the ground,
Surround me with your arms.
I don’t mind being disarmed around you
This loving comfort I never knew existed.

You don’t seem to mind
How things slip my memory
How sometimes my mind gets to me.
You hold me the way the ocean holds the sand.
I don’t always understand,
You love me anyway.
Whisper “it’s all gonna be okay”.
So I lay here.

I daydream in memories of romance
and the ones that make me talk too loud.
I’m proud, grateful, for the lines we test.
For my best friend.
The gentle dances, the singing car rides.
Because of you, every day gets to be a surprise.

You hold me, gently,
Calm the raging storm inside me.
Melt my fiercest thoughts.
I forgot about the knots in my hair,
But I don’t mind when you play with it to show you care.

I trace the lines on your palm, interlace my fingers
with your working man hands.
I make plans.
And treasure the beautiful now.

The now,
embraces that
I never want to push you away.
“it’s all gonna be okay”.
I finally believe you will stay.
Maybe it is going to be okay