demisexual dykette
let the idea form
let it percolate
let the words
leave your lips
don't wait for perfection
fear my rejection
or hers
or theirs
this could have been goosebumps
wetness
raising hairs
i mostly feel nothing
for anyone
it’s all
directionless yearning
for dykes unknown
directionless walking
on hikes
unknown
til it hits
and i just feel everything
vividly
and all at once
i have grown so fond of you
don't ruin
this kinship
with half truths
and angered supports
my love for you is clear
it is mostly
shaped platonically
though you
are so perfect
like hot
sunlight on skin
i can kind of tell
i can kind of see it
if i squint
could be
might be
should be
oh i don’t know!
it is not a consolation
it is actually the best part
its not you
its me
i need to hold a lovers
hand
and their heart
i need to see what they see
i need to live behind their eyes
to feel
love
it always knocks me by surprise
and its no ones fault but
its one person a year
two if i'm feeling freaky
a random kiss
me on their lap
if i'm feeling fun
space in my heart
for only one
