if I were ten years older,
would you come for me
like Sister Night chasing
Cal into a tiny closet?
would you watch and wait
with bated breath–your fingers
itching to tug at me in places
where darkness falls?
I thought I could woo you
with sweet words and
draw you to me gently before
first light of a naked morning,
but I was wrong.
you still cling to a masked lover
who’s afraid to reveal her
true self to you.
and I am done
charging down the streets
of hell, chasing after criminals
of love–empty from fighting
bad guys.
Watchmen is one of my favorite series on HBO. It inspired this piece.
love is a crime
stealing hearts
then minds
until i realise
masked underneath
is never right or wrong
just love…
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Yaaasss, Tien! Yaaasss!
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I love this.
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Thank you, Barry!
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Having never seen Watchmen, and knowing nothing about it, I still find this incredibly powerful!
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Thank you, Peter! I truly appreciate that!
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