Tag longing

After Two Years of Dating in My Mid-Forties

After two years of dating,
I am weary of half-ways and fizzles
and men who have had the primal trained right out of them,
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I dive
When passion touches heart and skin
I dive
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We were 96%, according to the Cupid.
We mixed our traditional and our liberalism
on our inked-up arms
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I have been telling you “I love you” in my head
for a good long week now.
It is too early,
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From now on,
I’m not gonna give away nothing.
No more confessions,
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It was easy, then, when you were only 2-D,
to keep you safe in your container.
No tools required to maintain equilibrium —
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Desire,
vulva, plump and pink,
throbbing beneath my clothes
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like snow in the desert
or
somber joy
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I tell you
I love the two creases where your arm meets your shoulder,
the sharp angle of your hipbone,
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In an eight-hour drive
or a one-hour flight
You could be herein my arms
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How utterly unmistakable
your rejection
was.
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Father,
I never spoke the words
But I wanted to tell you
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