MY LOVER

My lover was beauty and grace itself 

If she was a butterfly 

I was a moth

Floating aimlessly towards her light 

If I was an emperor 

She would be a goddess 

And if she so allowed, I would be her loyal worshiper          

My lover was soft and loving 

If she was a sunflower 

I would be a mere weed

If she was a queen

And if I were oh so lucky

I would be her jester

 If she was fresh fruit

I would be compost 

My lover was gentle and caring 

To all others

To all besides her moth 

And her emperor 

And her most loyal worshiper 

And that one weed that won't budge

Or her jester 

Or her compost

My lover was kind to all 

But me 

-Nevaeh