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you tell me, you know
it’s a new city a new life
a new beginning
so if you want to try something new
i’d understand
if you happen to find someone cute
someone different 
i’d understand

what i don’t understand is 
every moment that i imagined
running my hands
on his torso and arms
fingertips reaching across hairs
stopping short of plucking
while i was holding her hand
fingers entwined with a teenage crush
that crushed early dreams of adulthood

and i don’t understand when
the first time i tasted her
i had no idea what i was doing
but i thought i almost touched his lips
his early stubble and unfortunately
smoke filled mouth taking me in
and closing when i try talking
about it to myself as i walk home later
and forget to call

and i don’t understand how
it actually took me this long
to realise what someone different
could be that someone different
could’ve been someone like him

what i do understand
is that when i run my hand
across your chest it is yours and no one else’s
when i hold your hand
it is our fingers touching
nerves sparking to our brains
in this casual pairing
that could only be intentional
how i think of you is a different
way an entirely new way
of looking at this new beginning

#GloPoWriMo 2018 1 – Bravo

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Shall I write of thee on this April’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more of plastic:
rough joints may plague thee– but hey!
some of this at least has been fantastic.
Sometime too hot the orange palette shines,
and often the pale complexion yellows
and every fair of toy sometime reminds,
by chance, of your franchise’s changing fellows.
But thy eternal glimmer shall not fade
nor lose possession of that mode thou ow’st
nor shall rust brag thou crumbl’st in its shade
when also in eternal lineart thou grow’st.
So long as haters seethe and eyes can roll
out loud I commit to you my own soul.

 

3moqt9y

(After Sonnet 18; following Napowrimo.net prompt.)