You will bless me, and I will bless you back. . .
You will do it perfectly,
And I will do it badly.
And yet your reception will be of such gladness
that I will continue to feel embarrassed,
yet unable to resist your heavenly deliciousness.
Why this one?
Surely you should be more discerning!
But I will take what is in your hand,
Regardless of what seems to me your odd sense of judgment.
I steal into your chambers, and you do not refuse me.
Thank you for this loneliness.
— Amidha Porter