
Again my heart is broken
It’s all tender
And swollen
It shall all remain unspoken
Your flowers how they bloom
How your sents fill the room
I yearn to fill your womb
I imagine you naked in my room
I want to request permission
The right to a claim or an admission
To cherish you lovingly
To just love you freely and openly
But this will never ever be
For I am not a King nor a Viking
I cannot claim you for my taking
And so your petals will never ever touch me
But the way your eyes look at me
When you give me attention and feel me
Fills my heart with love so that I am swollen
Even if our love remains unspoken.
Luc Adrien Joseph Levesque




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