To Mary C.
Ive assumed there’s no room for me … sight unseen half a century … when outclassed unaware … you’ve always been more than my share
a high school crush escapes … the underfoot fate of wine grapes … even Lucy could not have known … decades past being full grown
without burden of expectation … a voice from behind two generations … one for you and one for us … no one needs to make a fuss
it’s the span of three states … one catatonic one hesitate … would I buy a ticket and understand … what is needed to hold your hand
we’ve both the same savior … tho one is certain she’s a her … in a world where pronouns rule … the crown universe has you as a jewel
it may be odd to declare such … but since I’ve had experienced once … what it’s really like to love … no one needs to push or shove
what I want is no big deal … just some to read about how I feel … someone who knows more than I … wouldn’t even ask her to try
for she is globally a step ahead … and I need not fill myself with dread … at hearing I don’t fit her bill … I’ve been lucky with those that have claimed I will
but after each seven years … what was once attractive now feed fears … of those who claim they know me better than … those who dictate what they can
but all the promises we made … from the cradle to the grave … when all … i want …

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