I Want

Servitude, not solitude

That keeps me awake at night.

The constant and unending fear

I’ll never be

Just right.

Slavery, not mastery

He isn’t ever the boss.

Quiet and unending love

That never feels

Like a loss.

Strength in two

Instead of a warrior

In one.

A fight

I know I can win

That doesn’t require

A gun.

A forever affair

Not a love affair

They don’t seem to last

Very long.

The sudden insurgency of darkness

That I don’t realize,

Until dawn.

A slow burn

Not wildfire;

I want the hurt to last.

I’d rather he come nice and slow

Than have anything

Too fast.

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