love, factually

what a waist
the time I’ve spent obtaining
the chance
to get into your pants
has equalled your recent effort in doing so
weighty
i adore it when you don
tight clothing
the path to your heart wasn’t
appeal
it was a meal
esophageal
so many, so much
despite loathing
that not a lot
can stomach it.
waiting
satiate
gorging
forging empathy
i offer my sleeves
not as shoulder tear-tissue
anymore
just something to wipe your mouth
width.