I like being your lover, love.
I like it when you call me at 2pm
cause you’ve had a bad day
or at 2am cause
your bed feels empty without me.
I like the freedom of being your lover, love;
no rules, no pressure, no expectation.
I am your lover just in the moment
& as the beautiful moments accumulate
across many ebbing & flowing tides
& phases of the moon
from new to full;
how I still feel like both to you