on my left hand i wear my grandmother's
ring, symbolically wedded to you
so i won't cheat when we're forcibly
separated by nothing
other than fate and my drive
to succeed. i pleasure your
name and your lips and your hair i
drive myself crazy imagining how
i'll feel when we're both home but
in different states; i imagine
you'll be crying while i grimace
and grapple with so many
different desires.
you love me now but will you
still when i give in and wrap
myself around a stranger?
8.2.09
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