i’m not asking anyone
to understand
how i love his chubby stomach
or the way his hair
sticks up all over the place
and feels rough
against my fingertips
how i love the way
he talks and talks
without taking a single breath
how i love when he laughs
and his eyes squint together
and the noise
reverberates around the room
and i’m not sure i even
understand it,
how he loves me
in the room women come and go
talking of michelangelo
but no sculpture
could come anywhere close
to epitomizing him
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 7:38 PM UTC
i’m not asking anyone
to understand
how i love his chubby stomach
or the way his hair
sticks up all over the place
and feels rough
against my fingertips
how i love the way
he talks and talks
without taking a single breath
how i love when he laughs
and his eyes squint together
and the noise
reverberates around the room
and i’m not sure i even
understand it,
how he loves me
in the room women come and go
talking of michelangelo
but no sculpture
could come anywhere close
to epitomizing him
