I like you like I like lichen
I could lay down on the pavement
on my belly
crawl under a bush
climb a tree
just to look at you
up close, just to wonder
or see you from a different angle
but I will never let you touch my lips
you give me oxygen, I’ll give you carbon dioxide
and when I run out of steam, carbon monoxide
you’re not the moon, you don’t get to dictate when I come to you