Love’s Not Cheap

I’m brave only in my head.
She loves me only in my bed.
I struggle to go through the motions.
The pressure to fall in love is like a line in a song.
I tread with grace upon her nerves.
I’m about to lose it all at twenty-three.
We baptized our love in her mother’s hot tub.
I pray for serenity to accept the things I can’t
change,
but nothing’s written in stone,
so I’ll settle for nothing less
than the warmth of her body beside me in a car
we stole from a crooked politician,
heading to Arizona, only to return in handcuffs.

(© 2022 AC)

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