I want to stare into you

A lot of my poetry are words I wished I could have share at the time. Theres a level of vulnerability required to make deep connections and its something I have struggled with in queer, familial and platonic connections.

I want to stare into your beautiful brown eyes

I want your hands to graze the length of my soft brown thighs

I want to know what you want

I want us to take our time

Let ease and comfort flow in line

Can we be there for each other?

Be tender and caring?

Re-imagine romance, attraction, companionship and choose to be daring?

Can we do this while supporting and sharing?

Can I look at you, deep into your eyes?

Pause the world for my staring?

Can we let this connection grow stronger with time?

Mind if I leave out the rhyme?

Because in real life

Theres so many barriers to this connection

600 years in the making

So many structures, rituals and rights

Queer connections constantly undermined

The weight of social hierarchy

The price of social currency

The dehumanization of ableism

The burden of white supremacy

The crushing of capitalism

The monitoring of patriarchy

All interfere

All misalign

All warp and redefine

And steal our time

So I'm asking can we take our time?

Do what we can where we are at?

And communicate that?

Hold on to ourselves

And then

Hold on to each other?

Invent, and reinvent, imagine and reimagine this with kindness, self acceptance and slowness in mind?

There's a version of myself

That is so gentle and considerate

That disregards the harshness of this world

And I want to share it with you.

And stare in your beautiful brown eyes.