Unexpected cold. My
French Kiss
Be your Thera Flu.
I'll lay in bed
Next To You
In danger of getting
Sick of you
Just to
Prove
I'll always be there
For you.
Just saying it
makes You listen.
But Proving it keeps
Your attention.
As long as
I'm down For you
I pray that you love me
With delicacy.
Be willing to Massage
daffodils out of my
Spine after a long day
Of Dandy Lions.
Promise me you'll hold me.
Hold this body that
Men before you said
Was much too wave
To be held by arms
As shore as yours.
Even in the mist of
Your sickness, when
It's okay to be selfish;
Will you still call me in
The middle of the night?
Just to hear me breath
'Cause I'm much too
Slumber to bite into
An "I Love YOU"
Will you Challenge the
Truth behind my
Purity ring?
Will you get me to lust
With you much too soon
Because you think
I'm "Ea$y?"
Or will you
respect my beautiful?
As dark and as poisoned
As it may be, will you
On my death bed,
As my Golden Sun-
Toasted skin
Turns black and blue,
Will you stroke my hair,
And whisper one last
"I love you" into the
Stem of my spine
And make my peddles
Stand up?
Do you have the
Cough drop kisses
When my insecurities
Wake up our Children
During Christmas time?
If I be your sweet tea,
Can you be my Ginger-roots
That enables me to muster
Up the courage to testify
On a Holy stack of Bibles
Before God that I love you?
I'll always be here for you
Through Head aches,
coughing,
Runny noses
And
Possible Tears
And Fears.
Even when you're sick in
Bed..................
I'll always be here with you.
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