At the risk of sounding gross
or scaring you away,
I want to cut you into pieces
and carry parts of you all day.
I’d taste my food but put it into your stomach
so I would not get fat.
Your lap would come to class with me
to make me comfy when I sat.
I’d hold your hand and walk around.
I’d cross your fingers during my tests.
Your smile would wait for me after class.
If I got cold, I’d hug your chest.
I’d nuzzle your nose before I read;
I’d whisper in your ear when things got boring.
Your lips would kiss me goodnight;
your eyes would twinkle at me in the morning.
I understand that you are very busy
I can’t always have the whole thing.
But if I just had pieces of you
I could have a partial fling.
