(WORK IN PROGRESS) The Essentials of a Poet

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You're not a book:
I don't need to read
every one of your signals
and wonder what my analysis
is when I reach the end.
When I push, you either bend
or break and I'm left with specks
of my once-affectionate,
now-broken heart.
Of course, that wasn't my intention.
Is it ever? I just wanted
                          to open up again,
let the camera out and take my shot;
              let the photograph develop
alongside this God-given relationship.

You're not a frappuccino
                 or a cup of latte
that I have to decide between
before I can sit back and drink
                          in relative peace.
But I'll take both; the cashier keeps
the change and I'll be better off
with both sides of you.
I want to know everything
about you, so I'll keep asking
tidbits about you 'til I get down
to the bottom of both cups
                  and find myself
awake for way longer than just
                         an hour or so.

I'm not here to keep you wondering -
                     I'm running full-speed,
hoping every time we interact, it leads
                                                     to a little more than
                          another facet of friendship.
So I'll keep running and hoping,
making the effort to see you
just one more time
           before time throws the key,
closes the window, and I can't speak
enough words for you
                            to catch what I mean.

And I mean this, simply:
                     Miss, let's be more than friends.
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Lots of thoughts running through my mind right now. Hoping this really nails it.

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