inseparable.

i am used to
something different.
like i miss you.
like i need you.
like passion and
sex and life
must collide
completely
for any love.

i am used to
the inevitable;
one or the other
slowly [or quickly]
retracts.
it is usually me;
awkward and
fumbling;
for any love.

i am used to
something different.
being something
different.
to fit the mould,
despite all efforts
to show every
ugliness and flaw,
for any love.

i’m not used to
this; it’s different.
practical tenderness
and vulnerability,
needs and doubts
are voiced loudly.
this i could
get used to
for any love.

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