As Is (What Is)

Your morning breath blew beautifully

A familiar funk stuck on the windowsill

I’d steal this stench and drench my windowpanes repetitiously

So reward me with your first face as requested

Nude and suggestive

Makeup no more lies while we lay

For headscarves are welcome in this realm where boy shorts are surely feminine

Indulge indefinite as in-depth definitions present synonyms of your significance sincerely

Adhere me...

Stitch constitutions to your core

Dissolving the discord discourse served to sever your sanity

But you make sense seem so seamless when you yawn

Liberation lounges on the bed of your tongue and freedom hums there thoroughly

And I just want to talk to you

Speak life into your life so that you can live before it’s all ended

Write amendments on your abdomen where confidence has deceased

I just want a piece of you pure

Moments before

The world gets you back and shellacs your shell again.

May I, love you as is?