He loves me like…
The woman I desire to Be and,
The little girl I still am.
I love him as the boy that he is and,
The young man Love may…
Transform him to.
But, perhaps not.
For I was told that boys can’t be loved into manhood.
But, how is it that,
I was loved to womanhood?
Maybe it was me all along…
We’ve loved.
Does it even matter?