You're a constant attraction
A shimmer in a magpies eye
You're a prize, to be revered and cherished.
I'd like to feel like it's not my fault to want you.
That it's not a defect
Or a flaw
Or something I feel compelled to hurt myself to accept.
I'm somewhere on that spectrum,
And I know how far along
And the idea of being an integer coordinate scares me.
You're soft, and smiling and captivating.
And I want to hold and kiss and touch
And unfold secrets
And cause smiles to blossom.
I've never had you so close, and I want you closer still.
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 5:28 PM UTC
You're a constant attraction
A shimmer in a magpies eye
You're a prize, to be revered and cherished.
I'd like to feel like it's not my fault to want you.
That it's not a defect
Or a flaw
Or something I feel compelled to hurt myself to accept.
I'm somewhere on that spectrum,
And I know how far along
And the idea of being an integer coordinate scares me.
You're soft, and smiling and captivating.
And I want to hold and kiss and touch
And unfold secrets
And cause smiles to blossom.
I've never had you so close, and I want you closer still.
Lots to think about, very little you can easily discuss with a boyfriend
Request permission to use this poem