His handsome visage, a captivating allure so sincere
Locked in his gaze forever was my plea
For he, with his eyes, held a world, captivating, and free
Stay
His gaze entranced my very soul
Forever, I yearned him to stay
One hundred Lonely Years
One hundred lo lee years
hit the board again
be the white
read and read again
pull the tongue that licks the lips
hang em out by the sun
breaking with each moon
One hundred Lonely Years

One hundred lo lee years
is a trusted risk
diminished too quick
teasing taste of bliss
Love language

November 7, 2020
I rose. I watched him sleep
He rose. I sang grand risings.
He went to the bathroom. I sang so proud. He danced so proudly and stomped
I cleaned. He made a mess
We brushed our teeth
He drank water. I toke a shower. He came along to keep me company. We talked
I reminded myself that I didn’t own him and he remembered that he owned me…
We talked the whole time
Fate


