Inamorata

Oh my gosh, I love.
    I love you.
I love them.
     I also love those.

Though there is enough warmth
     my hands are cold.
My feet are cold.
    And how they are cold.

Each key is tested.
    It could turn,
But barely.
    The handle is missing.

A dream opens in my sleep.
    You're the kindred lover from the
kingdom of heaven.
    Your presence is welcomed.
    
Then, oh my gosh,
    I feel it!
I feel it in my chest.
    It is poised.  

I have chosen.
    I have changed.
I have become.
    I have pounced.

And even though I growl
    You hold my hands.
I grasp and hold your hands.
    Please don't let go.

There's a good connection.
    We remain.
We have been waiting.
    Love has arrived.