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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