Poetry

Risks

“When it comes to loving you,
I would risk anything to be with you.”

It’s the danger, you see. The kind that erupts across your skin like goose bumps. The kind that makes the hair on the back of your neck rise as if the adrenaline rushing through your veins sets off static electricity. It’s the way your pupils dilate and struggle to stay open as you try not to miss anything that might be lurking around you.

That’s what I feel when I’m around you. That danger. But I know the difference between being prey and being able to hold my ground by your side. Because you and I, we stand together. As partners. As equals. So when it comes to loving you, I would risk anything to be with you. For I am yours and that will never change.

© Sarah Doughty

Forever yours to fight
by your side.

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