it takes time
i am not a butterfly

it takes control
i am not your safety girl

it takes what it will
and leaves the rest to bloom

it takes patience
that I do not have

I take a look at you and curve lips eyes to match yours
and who am I to be so fortunate
I smell like you and I try not to let the feeling show
to let you know how much I like it
I walk alongside you,
without mention of a power struggle
but that doesn't mean it isn't there.

it takes faith
I've only known you for a day

it takes understanding
and you look at me through mattress-sensitized eyes and say
I need you to be more demanding.