Ode to Milk and Honey

And I love you
Like I always have
Beating heart, eye gleaming
I am anxious
For the day you see me
And I want you
To see me
But I don’t
Want you to

See. Me.

Because I am not
My lady fair
Because I am not
Like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies
Because no matter how cold I get
My cheeks will never
go pale
I was never on the minds of
Byron or Creeley
My tresses are not
silky
My hips are wide
And I would crush you with,

The wait of my heart
Yearns for your kiss
But I am not
Like the slender damsels
With eyes as blue as the sea
Hair golden as the sun

I will never be

I do not envy her
But I pity your foolish and unimaginative mind
How could she be the only light that dances in your eye?
How could you not want to taste warm chocolate?
Or slide your hands over deep curves and valleys?

My dear boy,
Of milk and honey
Do not damn yourself

But be blessed