I want that type of love
you can't talk about
in public spaces.
Embrace my funky,when
I walk through the door,
I miss feeling intimate
inappropriate cuddles,
I wanna hug you while
you are taking a piss.
Romance my toes
when they are tired.
The floor isn't lava,
my feet are, lay with them.
Linger in my lap, look up at me
lovingly, and just lick my face.
Be the one who can make
my bear hugs bearable,
baby hibernate with me.
Be my little strawberry,
my snicker doodle,
my sour patch kid,
first be sour, as long
as you're sweet after.
Risk it all for me
try my cooking
knowing dang well
I can't cook but
let me sustain your life
longer with my love.
I know depression is a dragon,
laying it's heavy weight on me,
smoldering the ground where
I step. I know the bitter taste
it leaves in your mouth,
embraces my self destructive
thoughts when it shouldn't,
going kamikaze on those I hold
close. Social media cries for
help reek of neglectful silence,
and if it wasn't
for the last one
to love me for me
I wouldn't be here
today. What I'm saying is,
his name is Dwayne.
He's black. We've known
each other for about a year
and we give each other that
unapologetic, absolute kind
of love and you gotta do
better than that, better
than my cat to capture
my heart. He licks
my fingers,
lays on my chest,
all big eyed
and lovingly. just
stares into my pupils.
rest your sweet head
on my books,
not for knowledge
but because you know
how important they are
to me. it is said
that elephants
have great memories
and react to people
the same way people
react to puppies
can you find me cute
in that same innocent way?
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