my
eyes
analyze
your masked smize
as you walk by
sigh
masks make me
icky
licky
sticky
yet complacency
takes over me
for the place I want to be
is with your
disabled body
stimulating me
mentally
physically
emotionally
spiritually
quixotically
eternally
I am
hopelessly romantic
as I
use these semantics
to try
and be pedantic
in my
description of you
and how
every time I’m with you
I ask
Chronos to press
pause
hold back
these bars
for I
do not have due cause
how can I
be so finicky
as one who’s
never been known as picky
but with you
I’m skewed
doing things I normally would not do
and it’s cutting me loose
you fibrillate me without booze
you’re obtuse
but acute
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