Many kisses on your face,
I would like to gently place...
Tell you of this love inside,
irregardless of my pride...
knowing I am not for you,
regardless of what I do...
I throw myself at your feet,
begging for the smallest treat...
warning labels were ignored,
foolish tactics were implored...
nothing though will make it so,
soil barren, no seed can grow...
there's no skill I possess,
no clever words to express...
beseeching you to stay,
perhaps there is a way...
to love you as I can,
if only you were my man...
the man who beguiles me,
the man who inspires me...
but alas I know somehow,
there is nothing to do now...
nothing but to let it pass,
save my pride save my ass...
And in my mind I can see,
thoughts fucking imprison me...
you never asked for this,
never sought loving bliss...
I understand, I truly do,
I can't ask more of you.
A.Boudreaux 2015