August 8, 2020

A poem I wrote in October 2018…
Because I Wanted You to Love Me
Because I wanted you to love me, I buried my shame along with the guilt and painted my lips the color of tequila sunrises.
Because I wanted you to love me, I learned to track time in the aroma of lush forests and flashing brilliant bees.
Because I wanted you to love me, I found books on the art of erotic hand massage. I studied fireworks and fine dining.
Because I wanted you to love me, I danced whistling from room to room, and I perfected my skills in langorous leaning.
Because I wanted you to love me, I meditated on lemon scented diamonds. I kept my hairstyle exactly the same and began wearing more colorful scarves.
And because I wanted you to love me, I didn’t wait for the mail to come. I took the pen in hand and wrote the letter anyway.

Beautiful. TY
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I really love this, Michele.
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I think you are someone who should have lemon-scented diamonds…. 🙂
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