i dig you deep in ways that i don't want to describe
things you think you see and say i hide
are not exactly what they seem to be,
and though you like to think that this is my influence and thought processing of you,
even though i consider you my boo,
you are so much more
including the not to be ignored
knowing you insures that i have endured more
than it seems or i'll admit
and has transpired
because our interactions keep my thoughts higher
and don't spit
it's even truer
sometimes when my thoughts go in the sewer
because there are fewer
willing to sift through what's true for what's real,
which is not about how i feel
or whether i can deal
but if this is in fact real...
is it real?
you think i conceal
out of fear that this will end
but that all depends
on what you want it to be
cuz for me
it is a good dream that is a glimpse into the space
right before i get to the place
that i dare not race for
i want summore
cuz parts of you i simply adore
and others i simply want to explore
until my checklist of getting used to you is torn into the many pieces
that only genius
can put back together
so i say it's whatever
and whether or not
you find me hot
never really mattered since you were my experiment
into the compliment of feeling content.