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If You Were My Boyfriend
Emotions would gush uninhibited from my goldentongued lips
If you were my boyfriend
we’d be laying here now pondering our
dreams, fears and doubts — citing how
lucky we were to have found one another
If you were really my boyfriend
childhood lore, sons growing, and lifetimes’ past
would be lighthearted melodies catapulting
our hearts’ race to now
If you were my one and only
emotions would gush uninhibited from my
goldentongued lips rinsing truth like
blood flowing through my veins
If you were my evermore
the weather, our day, your walk, and your jokes
would settle dustlike
in the ashen lobes of my cerebellum
If you were my one true love
this blossoming friendship would
take root and spill like
wildflowers across a Texas prairie
Instead, you’re neither this nor that
not true love, just good friend
an on-again lover tossing me a
Black Bouquet of Hope.
