A naughty kiss between two innocent
faces— she calls you over:
"I need you right now, man."
Maybe she's looking
for a right-now man.
You arrive super late as her man—
ironically, flying past time as her
Superman.
Wouldn't you cape your fears,
longing for each other's presence;
though the present won't keep us
from becoming past tense.
The very thought of us being alone
together— banking on the only moment
we truly have.
You took out a loan; don't you dare
lose your interest now.
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Jun 3, 2026 at 4:31 PM UTC
A naughty kiss between two innocent
faces— she calls you over:
"I need you right now, man."
Maybe she's looking
for a right-now man.
You arrive super late as her man—
ironically, flying past time as her
Superman.
Wouldn't you cape your fears,
longing for each other's presence;
though the present won't keep us
from becoming past tense.
The very thought of us being alone
together— banking on the only moment
we truly have.
You took out a loan; don't you dare
lose your interest now.
When these poems are read together, they begin to feel less like separate pieces and more like one long conversation between a heart and itself.
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