The Yearning

There’s always a yearning for the male form
More than just a body to keep me warm
But a heart to beat outside my chest
A love that knows me better than the rest
And yet I stumble
And it feels like love is a jungle
Coz I put my whole self out there
Then he tells me that I don’t care
That I’m just making rhymes
And that it means nothing, just a sign of the times
So I retract
Say, fuck that shit, and I take back
What I had given free
Because you will not do that to me
And his face drops
You would have sworn I had called the cops
On his ass
And nothing of my class
Betrays my sigh
For I will love him til the day that I die
And in between
When everything is a dream
And plays upon the screen
Of day to day
His lip quivers and he is not okay
But I just have to release him to her grasp
Because he says we cannot last
And with every attempt I make
He just says that I am fake
And I watch as the wave break
Across the sand
He wants me to understand
And I do
But it’s not getting through to you
So I let you pass
And hope sometime that your star will dart
Across my sky again
I give up on the realm of men

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