hey there, captain

queer-with-a-pen

the pecans i buy

are not for me,

can’t justify a price tag

like that on myself

 

but when i see them

on the grocery store shelves

where the star bucks baristas

know me by name

all i think about is you

 

pecan sandies, mostly

but it goes good with pumpkin, too

and i know you’d agree

 

and i think about all these

things i have baked for you,

like trying to fill that hollow place

in both of us with sustenance

will make that darkness

a little less oppressive

 

who’s to say it won’t?

 

and there must be something holy

in the flour dusted on my black shirt,

hot oven in an even hotter kitchen

when you asked me so sweetly

for something i had never made before

and how am i supposed to say no

 

how could i?

 

and you weren’t mine to love,

much less fall in love with

 

but, just the same,

that’s not something i can bring

myself to regret 

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  • rebmasters

    This is simply beautiful

    'and there must be something holy
    in the flour dusted on my black shirt'

    Such wonderful imagery

    &

    'and you weren’t mine to love,
    much less fall in love with

    but, just the same,
    that’s not something i can bring
    myself to regret'

    Makes me cry a little bit as I'm feeling something similar.

    xx

    • queer-with-a-pen

      Thank you so much for reading my work and your compliments! This is sort of a last hurrah to being in love with my pirate friend for an embarrassingly long amount of time. I am flattered that those stanzas resonated with you so much.

    • Laura🌻

      Dear Boaz,

      A wonderful piece of writing.
      You’ve masterfully captured
      unconditional love with your pen…
      (pun intended).

      Bravo 🙌🏻

      Never regret a love…unconditional and/otherwise.

      Thank you for sharing your amazing work.

      Laura🌻

    • James Michael

      I don’t see unrequited love in your tales of the captain, only an understanding that the bard and he share.

      This one is very tender and heartwarming. No regrets in matters of the heart. “Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.” comes to mind.

      • queer-with-a-pen

        Oh, it’s not unrequited between the characters of the captain and the bard at all!

        With me and my pirate friend, a little more so. Not that I regret being in love with him for so long. Got some damn good poetry out of it.

        Always good to hear from you, my friend!

        • James Michael

          “damn good poetry” indeed! It’s been a fascinating story to follow.

          Always good to read your work. It’s refreshing to read something so original.



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