Running Away

If you would allow me, I would take your hand and run away with you, run to fall in love, to fall out of assumptions, run away from those who do not understand…those who call it forbidden. I would run away to hold a waist, a hand, and a shoulder…curves slowly marked yours. I would run away to whisper sweet nothings in your ear and to open the doors of your heart…to find my name carved in it.