Already Human

 

I need you to be

something you’re not,

someone who already

is, no instruction

manual needed

to operate.

 

Someone who knows

what to do, how to act,

what it means to be

a human, fully

formed, ready to love.

 

When I kiss him I know

that you’ll never be

who I need, but I still

dream of an us, not

 

consumed by misfunction,

an us bursting, being

who we need. I’ll wait,

 

though, for you to be,

to say my name and know

 

what it means to be