Manifesto

When we fall in love it is a wholly internal process that other people do not see. Sometimes people do not accept what we feel. Sometimes we ourselves do not know how to accept it either.

Sipping hot milk
From the cupped hands
Of my lover
The down of your wrist
Tickles my lips
But I can't spill
I need it all
Fresh warmth
And fluid comfort
Betraying me
My ego
I never saw it coming
You're stuck with me
You know that
But stuck on you
I feel that
He said do I laugh or cry
I did both