Love for a Stranger

You want to make love to something,  
So you say. Make love to the words.  
Make love to them beneath the stars  
So you feel something other than
Empty. If you love, you will have a ring  
On your finger. Every time the birds  
Fly you think of the book that is ours.  
Maybe in your mind I am the man  
Of your dreams, but I am just like you  
Because I want to feel. I want to feel  
This earth come alive. I want to know  
What it is like to see the sky reveal  
Its true colors. I want to see the glow  
Of your skin and to know what is it  
Like when you look at me with that  
Magical smile. I know you are trying  
To justify life’s logic, but nothing fits
Or sticks perfectly that way. The bat  
You adjust within your grip is prying  
Itself away from you because all  
That you know versus what you think
You need to know are two completely  
Different things. So get behind a wall  
To get a reality check, but do not sink  
To the bottom of despair. Concretely  
Get the answers you seek because  
The world needs more than just  
Questions and no answers. Pause  
To take it all in because yes, I love  
You, a stranger that I have to adjust  
To and let in, but is someone of  
This world I feel like I have known  
My whole life. You are the backbone.