A Love Song

I am a terrible lover.

I will wake you up in the middle of the night

just to point out the beauty of the moonlight

as it dances through the window.

I will pull your arm around me 

even when you say that you aren’t into cuddling.

I will lay across your chest in the early morning hours

stealing a few more moments for myself

even as the alarm begs you out of bed.

I expect you to understand that I need you

in slow breaths.

I am a selfish woman.

I will tell you to kiss me in the midst of your anger.

Demanding love 

even if it endangers your speech.

And I will call on you to smile

no matter the pile of bulshit laid at our feet.

I expect a warrior,

who feels blessed to have me.

A man in my corner not willing to lose.

I am a bold partner.

I will blatantly ask for hugs when I am down

and reassurance when I am frustrated.

I will tell you when I’ve had enough 

of your attitude.

I will bat my eyelashes to get my way

and ask that you never turn away from my anger.

I expect you to love me with the lights on.

Following my voice as if it were a love song.

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