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I knew I COULD love you

the first time that I saw

your exquisite face.



I knew I SHOULD love you

when you wrote to me,

"my sweetie cock sucker,

do not believe I think bad thinks

about you why you be gay."



I knew I WOULD love you

when you promised to buy me

"a long car with a pilot."



I knew I DID love you

when you up and disappeared

and I went ballistic with fear

- when,

for the first time in my life,

I knew I could sacrifice it

for that of another -

when a single sharp word

from your impossible lips

could puncture my heart

( though you’d scramble to mend it

- better than before).



I love you

and,

merciful universe after all,

you love me too.



That life could be this kind

- good God, who knew?