Meaning

The last guy I liked taught me that everything physical means nothing. A hot piece of ass can't drag me a mile away, much less a hundred miles But I was staring at my keys waiting for you to want me to come see you Because you read Audre Lorde for me, because you read every poem I wrote to you when it was late and I was lovesick, and because you loved Chet'la Sebree as much as I do. The last queen I liked taught me Everything physical means nothing. Everything you do means everything When you show me your poetry and when you tell me you enjoy the Stream of consciousness I bottle for you while you're dreaming. The last Person I liked taught me everything physical means nothing, but he also Taught me that everything you are means everything. Everything he was Meant I would be miserable with him, but I tried to love the horrors he did. Everything you are means something. Every poem you love, every time you Blush at me, and every kiss you offer me -- I lost count today and that only Meant everything because you do. Everything I want means nothing. I want you to love me, I want to love you, and I want to say I do. I want you To be my everything because you already are everything and I finally F