I wish I could make ice sculptures out of the crush I have on you
I wish I could boil it down to a fine concentrate and rub it on my clean face and neck
Like the fanciest night moisturizer

I would smoke it, snort it, drink it in my coffee
I want to beat it until light and frothy and then bake until golden

I want you
I want to know you, biblically and otherwise

I want to know personally each and every version of you
Even the ones you didn’t realize until today
Silently sitting next to me on the edge of your bed

I think your cat really likes me