to grab me
tell me shame-faced
"i think this is different, i think.."
run around in circles. go 'head, i know
come up with ways to charm this same-sexed mystery
choking on suggestions, things you should mention
so as to not come off.. you know "homo"
are you gonna..
hold back,
re-
press,
re-
gress?
like
I
have..
cuz
I
have
my hands are tired of writing nameless letters
i repeat, cuz i love
and repeat cuz i love
and repeat cuz i love
cuz I have.
imagining how nice
it
would be
without your
boy
friend
do you know how it is?
knowing I can't have that privilege?
to look at you like he does
even if this is not love
id like the choice
some comfort
when will you love me outdoors like you do
in?
i wanna love you
e-v-e-r-y-w-h-e-r-e
every state
every city
every room
every place.
you only love me in secrets
in metaphors,
and similes
even synonyms
in speechlessness and pensiveness
in anger and fear
in every emotion
but never in person,
much less is it spoken
and i'm not that person you'd like to be.
the one to polish and refine
i just want comfort
to know you can speak,
move, breathe
that you too
are comfortable,
with us, like them.



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