I do not love her,
I thought I did, once, long ago.
But it was lust for those lips, those hips,
the way they wrapped around my name.
And now she’s heaping praise,
in that cadence that I remember dripping such sailor blush words,
in the crook of my neck where no one else could hear.
And I’m, I’m only human,
and my knees are shakin’ and my heart’s thumpin’,
‘n I’m rememberin’ how she wasn’t a mistake,
‘n the man I am’s thumpin’ the boy I was on the back,
sayin’ “won’t know it for a while, boy, but you’ll do worse.”
‘n it’s sayin’ somethin’ that that’s as close to praise as I’ll get.
I do not love her,
I thought I did, once, long ago.
And maybe, maybe I did, but it’s been long, long,
and we’ve both moved on.
