I live for your moans.
But when you go to sleep, it’s a work of art.
On my chest, in my heart.
It’s not all lust, but none of it is love.
It’s not all truth, but none of it is lies.
Forgive me if I’m tragically comfortable in my humanity.
I’ll have you waking up to melanin for breakfast but
I don’t want to miss you in my coffee,
So I kiss your knees and try to be bold.
I’m not all good, but may the best of me be true.
- Kata