Anyways, do you want to marry me?

  

bodily parts, flashing in front my mind's eye

however much | there's never enough to

hurt, when i need to say: c u, xo, bye bye

or please, each time i revisit your thighs

even when i'm deep in and understand you

i can never be close enough

for between, there is always a path

which i think is beauti- and wonderful

because, one, again, we'd be alone

looking for a complementing part once more

that's why i'd want to share every thought, every thing

because thinking you happy makes me more than anything

i'm gay for myself but for you i will actually try

i hold your thoughts you shared so dear to my brain

your pleasure, it really is mine

and even your sadness is beauty to me

now, what i hate, enslavement,

is what i desire

now, i need pain, if only from you

biting my lips, or simply not being here, as i stray the pavement

having someone to return home to

touch - torment becomes undone -

has enabled acting to make myself worthy of that

well anyways, when you run away, please let me come