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one day I’m going to look into your
spiderweb eyes
and say through muted lips:
“you broke me”
then I will smile
and with such beguiling respiration
I will sing into your ears
“but it’s nothing I couldn’t fix”

I Want

I want days filled with
dandelion kisses
and sunflower smiles.
I want to feel the embrace of a hand
entwined in mine.
I want simpering hugs and
orgasmic glances.
I want Kermit the Frog laughs and
exhaustedly enthused sighs at day's end.
I want meaty metaphors over midnight meals
and mornings missed due to dreaming deeply.
I want, I want, I want it all;
don’t you?