Confession Poem by Okoemu Okoemu Okoemu

With her tender
And affectionate voice
I swear I will not look upon
your face with pity,
And then I tickled her
I may even laugh, and
then you will stop
this senseless drivel.
For I have loved you
from the time my eyes first opened,
and you stood above me smiling.
I have played with you
and bathed with you.
I have seen you look so beautiful
that I had to turn away,
or give myself away,
and I have seen you
when your heart has broken
and the sadness in your eyes
has forced my own eyes
to fill with tears.
But I have never once
thought you less, or
loved you less, for some
small marks on your face.
And I bent over her, then,
her lips covering mine,
her body already trembling.
When she lifted her head again,
she looked into my eyes
I just wish to touch you,
to see your eyelids
closed in ecstasy,
to run my fingers gently
down your nose,
to feel your sweet full lips.
I wish no barrier between us,
my lover, my friend.
For, from this night on,
all that is left of my passion
will rest with you.

- Okoemu Okoemu Okoemu, The Perfect Man