Love not found under bed sheets, But found in the heart, Spread thinly as the beach sand That dirties my feet When we ran into the woods. Connected by fear And our hands As we stumbled upon safety In a city of giants undisturbed by society, I felt your thoughts sweat through your fingerprints, Siphon into my blood to pulse through my body.
And when we lit campfires for our lungs You tucked me close to your knee, Your elbow resting on my femur, Rushing your thoughts even faster still to my heart. I felt your love nest at the base of my brain, And I was reminded That I love you, How you love the thought of loving me, And how much that will never matter.
My gay best friend will always be a little more to me than what I am to him.