Tell me.

Tell me you love me.
Tell me I'm all that matters because
Each time you see my face
It's something like fireflies in spring
Or the wild rush of wind in summer.

Tell me all that you can think about
On winter nights without me
Is the warmth of my body against yours,
So much greater than
The roaring fire I'd build before us,
My scent so much stronger
And more delicious than
Cups of steaming tea or cider.

Tell me even though it's hard to admit,
Your long-held walls have crumbled.
When I'm gone your skin aches
To touch itself to mine,
And your spirit shudders to think
I might not return to comfort it.

Tell me that when I do,
(Little one, I always will)
That our first embrace
Could shake cities to pieces in your heart and
The feeling of being swept up in my arms
Will always be enough to get you through.

Tell me...
Because I love you.