Love Me

Will I ever be more than close to good enough
Do I have to keep pretending, do I have to bluff
Will these poems ever win your heart
Or do I have to steal it with some other art
Would things be different if I was actually there
Kissing you and running my fingers through your hair
Listening to your secrets and telling you mine
Sharing the beauty of our bodies and our mind
Pledging our love and reaffirming our loyalty
Why can’t you just let yourself fall with me