Let’s pretend you want me
and not someone
as I walk in light that lies
shedding minor details.
We’ll ignore the truth
eyes glazed by open dreams
as I do that funky shit
the others won’t.
I prove my worth in shades of kama sutra
I may not be lamb but I roast just as well.
When we’re done cleaving to absent parties
I’ll leave before you catch your breath
and tell me you have an early morning meeting.