I Am Here, Right Beside You (mixtape poetry)

He writes in cursive,

You can smell the burned paper

Of previous drafts,

The feelings are too large

To put into words

But his tenacity

Your beauty


Him to try

To say I love you

Would be pointing to a map

And expecting it to

Speak of the first kiss

The night on clean sheets

The worshipful caresses

And how the walls

Absorbed your cries

But he says it




Your beauty makes a monster

Of him

And he would tear apart

Your enemies

If he could show you

The same courtesy

A passion so enormous

That the possibility

Thrills you that

Where it unleashed

You might not

Survive it


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