I did love you once.
Long ago when we were young,
I used to love you.

Turquoise of your eyes,
In which I had swam from miles,
Bathing in vibrance.

Ginger of your hair,
Scents of pumpkin and cider,
And fresh leaves of fall.

The trill of your voice,
Not a day went by without.
You made my heart race.

I did love you once,
Long, long ago when "love" was,
Satisfactory.

It's been years, decades,
Since I've felt the warmth of love,
Burning in my heart.

How foolish I'd been,
To believe it could remain,
"Just love" forever?

That I could "just love,"
The quick rhythm of your heels,
As they struck the ground.

That I could "just love,"
The bold, iridescent fire,
That burned in your smile.

That I could "just love,"
The rivers of blood you left,
Grimm filled with regret.

That I could "just love,"
The dangerous contagion,
Of your happiness.

How foolish, how dumb,
How stupid, how childish,
How impaired, how crass,

How idiotic,
How moronic, how absent,
How ridiculous,

Was I to believe,
That I could be in love with,
Nora Valkyrie?

Love had turned to lust,
But not the lust of children.
I crave you deeper.

Nora Valkyrie,
Your body is a vessel,
In which you reside.

Your soul filled with joy,
Is what I most desire,
More than my own breath.

Lust for you happy,
Is what has afflicted me.
There exists no cure.

How can I resist?
Your ecstasy is my drug,
And I'm addicted.

I lust for your grin,
Your laughter flows through my veins,
With which my heart beats.

I would die happy,
If I were born to Remnant,
With only one goal,

If my destiny,
Was to hold your hands in mine,
And witness your smile.

You could just say the word,
I'll chase away your bad days,
Never your rain clouds.

I know you love it,
When you get to feel wet grass,
Under your bare toes.

I may have loved you,
But I have long since outgrown,
The feelings of love.

You make me complete.
You are the half I'd never,
Be the same without.

Were it possible,
In seventeen syllables,
To say what I feel,

When you are around,
I'd find the perfect haiku,
That would describe you.

But I'd rather spend,
Our short sweet lives together,
Our hearts on ours sleeves.

Nora Valkyrie,
Let me die decades from now,
Your lips against mine.

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Sloths don't ever die!
So we can climb forever!
And kiss all you like…