My Healthy Man
Because I love you
I won’t beat you black and blue
Instead I will feed you blue bell
And call you baby boo.
Because I love you
I won’t be your anvil
Or your anthill.
Constantly weighing you down
And spreading fire
From your feet to your crown.
Instead I will lift you up
Present the veil
And not even quill.
Just give you crazy ideas.
Because I love you
I will be upfront
So you won’t have to hunt
Because that only causes
Grunts.
And that’s why I will remind you
That I ain’t lying to you.
I’m right here
Giving my time to you.
Because I love you
I’m right here
With only you.
👁 2💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.