8/8/22

It takes me a handful of flutters,

fair amount of weighty confessions,

plenty of laughs

And a beautiful person,

Plus lack of direct carnal offerings of bodies conjoining

For my own, self and body, to be to drawn to someone

But I know it is just for a passing moment.

I still stand within the quicksand that is the ultimatum that has stuck with me since my world changed.

Lose family for the one you love.

That is a scenario I can bare to think of only a little,

And so I cannot care for them, I cannot be with them, I cannot love them nor can I promise them a thing.

But with you it's something I mustn't fear.

And so for you my hands have started to knead away the skin from my chest, quickly my fingers bury in and extricate my pumping fluttering heart.

I bare it to you, blood dripping and all.

You will accept it won’t you?

Or am I a fool as I watch my heart slowly…slowly, beat its dying beats?