This Isn’t a Love Poem
Facing my fear
I turned
Away
My mind full
Of all they'd say
Or had said
And heavy with dread
I sank
My spirit
Ready to fly
Was caught
In a thorny place
And so
I looked for a nice face
A distraction
Corporeal satisfaction
And I found you
Or maybe
You found me
Either way
It came to be
We shared a space
You teased me
About sharing a race
I found myself
In our first embrace
And for once
I didn't feel out of place
That space
You held for me
Kept me
Feeling free
Like I wanted to be
Anything you wanted
From me
And I would have changed
Just to know you more
But you asked
For nothing
Except a peek inside the door
That keeps the truth
Of who I am
From prying eyes
And what I showed you
Fell soft under your gaze
Even as my hardest days
Were recounted
And I
Retreated into myself
As my feelings mounted
But you
Kept saying "hey"
Brightening up my day
And coming my way
And then
You introduced me
To your friend
And I realized
In that peek
Inside my door
You had seen
So much more
And suddenly
I was released
From that thorny place
My spirit
Free to fly
Whispered to me
Stop the lie
This isn't a love poem
(but I think I love you)