Can’t Wait to Touch You

And keep you close to me

Francis David
2 min readJul 4, 2024

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Can’t Wait to Touch You

I’m no rogue bomber, dear Asha, I believe in loving my bother as myself.

But I want to lay siege to your soul, insinuate myself into your circle so you have no choice but to love me.

There’s no hotter item than the sun, no deeper meaning than the spiritual plane I try to exist on.

I know it’s nothing personal that you sleep with these other boys; I’m not looking for a platform from which to spout about politics or even my jealousy.

These guys just graze and cheat with you — they are neither of an honest quality nor are they loyal.

I hover above you like a ghost, hide in the steam from your shower like a friendly being that just wants to wrap itself around you.

I make a side of rice for our dinner, always enough to share with people hungrier than us.

Later you will strap me to the chair and induce a sort of mild suffering, like how a dog is jealous of a cat.

You lose all inhibition like a lion — whip me lightly like a glacier across the landscape.

I would do anything to satisfy you, crouch in any corner.

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