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in poetry •  2 years ago  (edited)


Rather than chase
floating butterflies
I'll run from stinging bees.
I want
and love you, but I can
barely even move
or sleep
because of this aching in my core
everytime I imagine you kissing
someone else, moaning beneath
another hunk of flesh.

I know because I don't know;
even if I knew it'd be the same:
I only want you.

I don't try to find another
I find you
in every place I look.

You have that spark;
that pensive eye!
Until you remember you love
the attention of others
focused on you.

You want
the biggest slice of cake
and I want to bake
(only for you).

I'm done
when you are.

Yes, I'm running. Sorry.
I will return for more.

For now, I must spare myself
reduction to a giant
open sore

Have your fun a while.
I'll keep the light on by the door
but don't knock at too late an hour;
I might have
company over.

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Fine metaphors good sir. Upvoted