The Things I Compare Us To
by Anesha Andrea Tolbert
I love you like a stalker loves its prey
I need you like an addict needs its addiction.
I want you like a child wants its mother
I feel you like a twin feels its brother.
I cherish you like a man cherishes gold
I feel your warmth like soup after the cold.
I hold you like a koala cub holds its mother
I feel you watching me like an angel undercover.
I hear you tell me I'm beautiful
like a supermodel is told
My heart feels the pressure of these words
in which you mold.
Although it seems easy to compare us to these things
There is just one problem all this brings.
Comparing is easy but no one can match
The way you love me which is all I ask.
This poem is dedicated to my one and only true love:
Eric Micheal Cossey.