Hope of a We

Aren't we all lost when we hope to change "me" to "we"?

    Hope of a we is the slow
        flicker of a
          sea green candle
            which smells of
                clean soap and
                  your sigh after
                      making love...
      Hope of a we is too
        much biting my
            lips while I swallow
              my pride with my fourth
                  cappuccino tonight-
          searching for the words to beg
              for your heart in the
                  cinnamon dust whipped
                    cream of my desire for you...
      Hope of a we is the salt
        of my loss drawing
          damp sparkle trails
              as I dream of your
                gentle hands
          tangled heart strings
            in my hair as I beg
              as I kneel at your feet
                  for the hope to
                    become a we...