It’s Easy to Find

It's awkwardly painful
having to hide our love
until at least
those reasons
that seem so constraining
no longer matter.
I anticipate that moment
with the eagerness
of a high desert flower
waiting for rain.

It’s easy to find someone
to be with every day,
someone who’ll love me
openly and unafraid,
but I don’t want anyone
but you,
no matter who they are,
or how they love,
they can never be you,
or replace you.