sometimes, i like
to think that love is
simple.

it all comes down to
who you’d rather
call at 3 o’clock in
the morning and
know that you’d
be completely 
and perfectly
happy just to sense
that they are there,
existing, waiting
to talk with,
to laugh with, 
to share whispers
and secrets
and dreams 
and after dissolving 
every word,
you’d lie
in the silence 
half asleep
with a sigh
and a heart
brimming—

full and careless and calm.   

.

~weswallowthesun