Real

I will ask  you

To hold my hand in public

Even though

I've been taught my whole life

To hide my feelings

Trained in the art of private thoughts

When I think of the future version of myself 

I do not see anyone standing beside me

But please

Whisper I love yous into my collar bone

I want your voice to fuse with my skeleton

I crave to find understanding as warm

As the felt I have learned to make vessels out of

Carry me like a ship on its way to the motherland

Bring me to stand tall facing the monsoon season

Teach me the importance of defiance

But never let me turn my back on us

I want to feel this love in its rawest form

I want there to be something left 

To grasp on to

Strip yourself of all senses

All beauty

Just two souls wanting more

More than a life lived in perceived realities

To connect on a deep rooted level

And not the kind of connecting that requires moans

A connection

That demands you treat it with respect

And never dare walk away

A connection

That can defy the laws of physics

No matter the heartache

An undeniable cosmic draw

Give me the real

 

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[A. Amos]

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