Love Words
By
Radiance Angelina Petro
He courted me forever.
On initiation day, I finally
proposed. He took my hand
and said, “Yes.” And we consented
to loving.
His wants were simple. Mine
extravagant. I wanted everything.
He wanted me to repeat certain
love-words in the dark,
and to listen to him singing.
He wanted me to walk with him
to his father’s country by the sea.
He never asked for my undivided
attention to the exclusion of all else.
I asked him for his, and he gave it.
I had no awareness of the road,
and so, I said: “Take me.”
He smiled, took my hand again,
and said, “Yes, and you
take me.”
