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I want to be a lost poem in a stranger’s coat pocket,
that conveys the importance of you,
to assure you of my desire, to assure you of dreams
I want all the possibilities of you in writing
I want to give you your reflection
I want your eyes on me,
I want to travel to the lightness with you and stay there and
I want everything before you, to follow us like a trail behind me
I want never to say goodbye to you, even on the street corner or the phone
I want so much I’m breathless
I want to put my power into a poem to burn a hole in you’re pocket
so I can sew it
I want my words to scream through you
I want the poem not to mean that much
I want to contradict myself by accident,
and for you to know what I mean
I want for you to be distant and
for me to feel you close
I want endless days when its day, and
night time never to end ...
I want all the seasons in one day
I want the sun to set before us, and
come up in front of us
I want water up to our waists, and
I wanna be drenched by the rain up to our ankles,
with holes in our shoes
I want to think your thoughts because they’re mine
I want only what’s urgent with you
I want to get in the way of the barriers and
I want you to be a tough guy when you’re supposed to – like you do already
And I want you to be tender
And I want us to have met for a reason and
I want that reason to be important, and
I want it to be bigger than us I want it to take over us
I want to forget
I want to remember us
And I want your smile and your grimaces too
I want your scar on my lips
I want your disappointments in my heart
I want your strength in my soul and
I want your soul in my eyes
I want to believe everything you say; and I do
And I want you to tell me what’s best when I don’t know
When you’re lost I want to find you
When you’re weary I want to give you steeples and
cathedral thoughts, coliseum dreams
I want to drag you from the darkness and kneel with you,
exhausted with the blinding light glairing on us…

Coliseum Dreams - Rosario Dawson