Love Stories

I want a love like the stories;
Where someone will run to me in the airport halls,
Where the music stops, and I hear only the audible breaths in the silence.
One who will knock the door and say "I'm looking for my wife"
Or one to climb the fire escape to deliver the flowers and tell me he loves me,
Who will have me at "Hello".
And who will hold my hand when the world goes mellow.
I want a love with the last dance at midnight,
In the snow and under the street light.
Freezing hands and warm hearts, reminiscing our whole lives,
I want a love like the stories;
Where his world trembles in my pain.
Someone who will hold my hand in my nervousness.
I want a love where inhibitions and logic don't exist.
Where every cell calls to me and just the passion within,
I want a love like the stories, with happy endings and beautiful beginnings.