Category : Poems

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I've grown accustomed to the slander
About my nontraditional ways. 
I'm not considered an ideal lover
And stayed by myself most days.
The social media posts are reminders
That no will ever truly love me
Because my type of love you cannot capture
For romance covers. Instead, mine is ugly.
Gifts, surprises, date nights all escape me
For I cannot comprehend their importance.
There goes the tears of my beautiful lady
Because I can make love to a spirit without so much a kiss. 
I love quite different, I'm called undesirable.
I love quite different, I create the miserable