Thursday, November 22, 2012

love poem for the disenchanted

i never wrote that book
and i never explained to you what makes me horny
i never understood the shame
it always came right after
i grew up and learned off the grid
how to think
and i learned with you how to fuck flawlessly
and then no more shame
but i don't wanna put it all on you
you're just a man
just one flawed
beautiful
perfect
human
I just
wanna
love you
even if it just happens
to be your distinct compilation of
astrological combination and
social conditioning then later
un-conditioning and emotional
hang-ups that really turn me on
It feels like love
and godDammit
i like
Love.

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