::Inspired by the idea that if a girl digs you, she would still do you even
if your body is not perfect. Why promise “I will still love you”
when you can promise to still do them instead? ::
If you lose your arm I will hold your other hand, and unzip your jean
as you reach for your cock. If you become bold I’d still kiss your
naked head with tenderness and care. If you lose your voice I’d still
sing for you, if you become sick I will still see you as the man I
love, the one I took vow with before god, and commit myself to love
when I say, “I do.” And do you as I promised and gave myself to do.
When age strip your hair of its color, your skin of firmness, your
muscle of its definition and tone, I want you to know I see you
through the lens of love, I still love you, and will do you as I
always and promised to do.