I Love You

I love you,

Is that

What you want me to tell you?

It’s true but it

Doesn’t help

Either of us, one bit–

Now does it?

Imagine,

Seeing the two of us together

The kind of

Spectacle we are–

How does anyone

See us

Walking and not

Gawk at the scene

The glory of god shining

Through lovers brightly adorned

Borrowing each others smiles, and love and

Pieces of each other’s hair and

Spit marking, smell soaking, particles floating–

I’m sorry if I am

Gross I just enjoy when your

Skin cells are in my nose

I don’t know what else to say

Besides I love you, you

Made me feel pressured to keep going

And now this is where we’re

Ending, so the poem goes.