entertainer.

in this game , we own the rules.

you are , my girl -
my favorite entertainer .

we have been with each other
for a long ,
and i still cant find
anyone else
who brings the same bliss
to my face
like you do -

your every word -
no matter what you say
whether a boon or a bane
hits me.
and gets stuck.
within my cerebrum .

never knew a human ,
could unknowingly
affect you this deep -
that even an ordinary vowel seems like a whole revelation.

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we wake up together,
in unnatural ways
where my arm pulls it onto
my pillow,
metaphorically you.

each text,
unconsumable,
yet could easily devour
the soul beneath.

we bully,
we fight,
we get hurt,
we get entertained,
and then your face pops up.

but i couldn’t resist them now
yes, they are “my” tears,
but they only arrive for you.

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they say -
it doesnt sustain, your love.

you either outgrew
or remain in a nutshell.

bullshit.

even plants protect their fruit
till death,
even though that fruit does no good,
but still a part of its own.

that is love.

understanding it?
you cannot, it just happens.

like that tremendous wave -
of the pacific,
coming out of nowhere
carrying the ocean’s longing.

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the fact that i was chosen by you,
across a pool of millions—
was it all written?

to carry our imperfections,
holding them forever,
eventually ending up embracing them.

ambiguity arrives—
does it last forever?

can another man
steal what was mine?
or was it meant to be?

can i afford this?
will i fight back
to earn it?

shusssh these overthinkings-
they loved you at your worst.
you are still at your worst, yet
they can’t stop loving you.

that is beautiful.

they brought joy-
unconditional,
premature yet still growing,
and endlessly entertaining.

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