Another stupid poem about matthew david regan

[kashanclaws]

"i don't believe in miracles
but i believe in you"

i don't want this to be
pressuring
but - you know i'd walk the whole way to jersey
barefoot (or worse, in heels)
to keep your kisses coming.

i'm sorry, becuase i know when i say things like
i love you
that you ache, and feel it too.
Your face scrunches up
in the most endearing way,
and you squirm and whine
and dammit, it makes me laugh, and i fall all over again.

like little card castles that we build in
unlikely places:
a church parking lot
a frat house stairwell
the parking lot rooftop
and countless showers
but the summer winds are starting to blow;
and they all fall down

i can only hope
that once upon tomorrows
we'll make our slow and trembling way
back to the fort on the floor of your dorm room.
and we'll make out like teenagers
again and
again.