Man in Waiting

If these aren't the walls to hold us
Let me loose
If charm and features aren't in my company
A thought won't do
It wasn't me 
Yet they carved out pieces of my flesh
to fit into
If it isn't you
Please make room

I have no heart to share
No bated breath to bare
Let him pass through
Give me no angst, no grief
Love what it is
Love not me
Borrowed men are weight less
no spine
no mind
no chest
no depth of breadth

I never did the deed 
but I can't convince even me
that I'm not guilty
You rub your red all over me
Should've said less words
less kind
less here
never appeared

I don't get to be innocent
to not have known
that love should be limited
that the lines are delicate
Too amiably affectionate

I get to be free
no joyrides under my light
no show of company
step aside step aside 
Let my first lover come through
Pass the wastelands by
No lies will be true
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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