sometimes i can only love you
like i learned as a child
to love all God’s people
and even that is hard
so hard when you are cruel

sometimes i know you are a friend
and love you as Brother
with compassion and honesty
simple and kind
and wanting to guard your back

sometimes i want to be your lover
and long to taste your mouth
and feel your cum slick and smooth
i miss your hands and your eyes
and your thin bony body on mine

sometimes it is your soul i love
mine wanting to caress yours
and work at your side
doing a tiny part
to bring the kingdom to earth

but always i love you
even when you are cruel
abusive and selfish
i love you

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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