Admirer
Bending an ear towards me whenever I'm not nibbling at its lobe's corners and curves
When not immune to those getting on her nerves, I stand by to provide aid
And she identifies me like a civil servant
As if we've never pressed hearts against chests like slogan pins to vests on solid gold ground, moving to the Brazilian sounds
And I'm OK with that
Because enemies will never share happy and trying times
Instead of vying to undress like the wolves in sheep's clothing they are
I be the confidant carrying remarkable odds
For her, I'll be that sparkling glass
Bottling her tired feet into my palms
With her daily dilemmas facing my vanguard and rearguard
Ain't no turning back, though
So
When the amicable is willing
And the admirable is able
The come-together will be combustable
Flammable with touch
Quaking with kisses
And friend becomes familiar like
I'm alright with being not "more than just"
Even as it is inevitably less in her heart's defense
Because I'm vehemently against breaking trusts, I must not venture.
Lust is short a few dollars to make sense of costly cares.
I'm well-aware we may never go there.
At this juncture, puncturing promises puts pressure on partners and mates
When dates are no longer sweet as Medjool
And everybody plays the April fool
No exception to the rule of thumb
As fierce flames of friendly fire must be iced numb.
The instant she concedes, I will not succumb.
From 3.24.19... 4 months short of a two-year poem!
Finally finished after a major edit. Make sure you heal hearts, not steal hearts, folks. Paz y amor.