19 December 2017:
"Yet I see the small lights
of winter campfires in the hills—
teenagers in love often go there
for their first nights—and each yellow-white glow
tells me what I can know and admit to knowing,
that all I ever wanted
was to sit by a fire with someone
who wanted me in measure the same to my wanting.
To want to make a fire with someone,
with you,
was all." --from "All I Ever Wanted," by Katie Ford
You can always find sigh-worthy gems at the Academy of American Poets page (with audio clips, too).
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