I’m not a real boy;
I am flighty, honest,
lacking in manly wiles.
But
I love like a man.
Fiercely, sacrificially,
open, fragile.
jealously,
possessively.
Make me your all and only.
Hanging on by chewed-up fingernails,
hoping against hope,
a deer caught in headlights.
But
there is only so much
my mortal heart can take.
I love like a man.
