Untitled #42

To give all of yourself
You must first believe that someone desires that

To think of love
To think of sacrifice
To think of you
What could be more selfish?

And if to love is to be selfish
Then I must simply be
By the way I am enamored by you

Bound am I
To the thought of eternity
By your side

Whether through devotion
Blind obedience
Or some grand gesture of affection
I bow before the divine
That is blessed with your name

As you gaze upon me
Whether longingly, expectedly
Or simply as I cross your sight
Gracious am I to be someone that is seen
By you

The way you speak
The way you laugh
The way you utter any expression
Is heavenly in and of itself

A sonnet serves no purpose
In substitute for your voice

If a word could describe perfection
It would be your name

And should the end draw near
And my life escape my body
I would not leave this plane until I heard one last utterance
Of your name

Räcóacòa is a queer POC poet that discusses topics such as love, sexuality, life, death, and beauty. With a bachelor's degree in psychology, minoring in philosophy, religion, and art history, Räcóacòa's art focuses on telling stories through unique perspectives, whether it be their own, or an assumed identity for the sake of introspection.