i write love poems, poems
of desire hot and cold,
directed at the callous moon, the uncaring
stars
with you in mind; dare i
want you?
i write of old lovers and friends
with measured passion and sometimes,
i play with
internal rhyme
with you in mind,
do you mind?
is it love, or curiosity
that has cradled my heart
in your heart
and come to this
inelegant mind
fuck
Do you want me too?
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