Don'T Be Friends Poem by Anna Cellmer

No, my love
Don’t be friends
We could destroy
Everything again
No, I don’t need
Another friend
I want you as a man
Are you ready for some change?
I want to play with you
At this game
I want to wait
In the darkened room
For your hand
I want to see
Your silhouette on me
In the mirror
Which is hanging above
In my dream
I want to feel your frame
Trembled when you are touching me
I need to feel your tender fingertips
Wandering slowly,
Upward, inward
Of my body
I need you like this
Please come again
I miss you, my only man