Make me your black belt lover

Written by: Justin Debrosse

We've been in this dojo for years

Sharpening romantic arts

Against the calculated edge of life


Your lips buzz me

As words drip and heart strings tune

1000 miles away, yet

We're the only ones in this room


Our love is growing solid as a brick

Too thick to chop apart or cut down

Though we stay in the dojo worlds discharged


Give me the chance

Make the choice

Surrender to this peak

Finalize this degree

As you make me

Your black belt lover