my treasure

/ˈtreZHər: something valuable that is hidden or kept in a safe place

I crave the totality of your everything.

not just the undeniable beautiful bits,

no, I crave the parts unnoticed

the ones abandoned by the quick talkers,

the come-ups, the skin peelers.

I crave your bounteous gifts hidden,

in plain sight. the ones seen by no one,

but me. when the bootlickers pick

their teeth with your bones and cast them

out with the trash, I linger, behind them, gathering

each of your discarded pieces.

I crave the totality of your everything

they are my most valued treasures