If

I have held your hand

and told you that I love you,

then I have meant every damn letter

in that short sentence,

but don’t be misled

I have loved almost everybody

I have come into contact with;

for in their eyes I see possible and hopeless redemption,

I see a yearning to be understood

and I have tried my best to value that.

 

I have adored you like a eunuch lover,

I have told you in no uncertain terms

that I love you but I have not slept