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A Piece of Your Love

Is What will Fulfill Me

Francis David
2 min readJan 6, 2025
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A Piece of Your Love

I may have an empty stomach, dear Asha, but your body brings the harvest home, for which I’m grateful.

My desire was never a progressive thing — it bloomed all at once and now we both are anointed with its glory.

Yes, I would confront your other lovers and tell them to get lost, and I know that wildness makes me a liability, but I would kiss every crevice of your body to get what I deserve.

My grandfather tried to steer me away from poetics, saying there were better ways to earn room and board, but if I were a member of your court, it would be the realization of a dream.

Sometimes I get the feeling that the time we spend together is all I have. I would never avoid it like going to the dentist.

Just the sight of your shape has an impact on this lonely heart.

So let’s just go for a ride and miss church. We can go feed that one stray pigeon in the park and allow our hearts to swell in admiration for one another.

One day I’ll be a skeleton, and won’t need to take a shower. One thing is for sure, I’ll be a bit more cooperative while I’m in my grave.

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Francis David
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