Red Plaid Poem by Anisa Tara

give me the world and if that is too much
a corner of your shirtsleeve should be enough
a shred of red plaid once undone for me
should suffice to cover unforeseen misery
and if even that is an impossible request
hear me out then - my final behest
when life is different, and the day finally comes
for you to undo shirts for another one
remember the words I've coined for you
i don't know a lot but this much is true
that every act of lust will always hurt
so when you lay with her, do it in love