love is tricky. it comes in many forms and in many people. don't exclude yourself from feeling it— from giving it to others. it may not be normative, but who's to say what's normal. that's for you to decide.
who am i
to selfishly take
two lovers when
some cannot even
have one.
it came easy,
like the wind
blowing through
the air, the sensation
between us wasn't noticeable
until it made itself so.
that's what
it was— what
you both were,
a gentle breeze
becoming to me
until I felt bothered
without it.
Relishing in the
presence of two
people simultaneously,
I realized I needed
you both, however selfish that may be.
how could I
choose when
both chambers of the
heart ached for
more.
more love
for once,
I didn't think
about the
repercussions that
laid before me,
only what I would gain
instead.
the heart understood
that after being
forced into
a box for so long,
it wanted the taste
of liberation in the
form of lust, love,
and domesticity.
it wanted you,
and you as well.
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