Of Lovers (rough draft, feedback very welcome)

First among them, you seemed trustworthy at first

But you were thin, gaunt- in body and mind.

Young, selfish, cluelessly cruel...

"Remember me with fondess", you said-

I barely remember you at all.

 

There came a time I needed to know what it was to be fucked

And you, the second, your body taught mine.

Easy, sure, accidentally attractive...

It really didn't matter what you said-

We weren't there for the conversation.

 

And finally there's you, the third, my last, my only.

 

You took me home, said, "no pressure" and meant it;

Still we fucked like breathing to a drowning man.

Strong, kind, deceptively deep...

You said, "I think we should make a go of this"-

And this life became ours.

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