to be.

and after now

i cannot unsay

i want to be your favorite person.

i want to be your favorite friend.

i want to be your favorite flavor.

i want to be to be to be.

i want to be your favorite daughter.

i want to be your favorite mother.

i want to be your favorite lover.

i want to be your woman-girl.

i want to be yours

is that too sweet?

is that cloying

as it clings

to the roof of your mouth

like peanut butter?

can you breathe

or have you cotton balls

stuck inside your narrow throat?

well, too late

i said it now

i said it all

unabridged

bluntly like a four-year-old

caught with candies

in her paws

in her pockets

on her lips:

i want to be to be to be

your favorite forever

forever forever.