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.