This is a love poem.

This is a poem about love.

This is a poem about our love.

This is a poem about my love for you.

This is a poem about my love for your exposed surface.

This is a poem about my love for the sides of your exposed surface facing the sun.

This is a poem about my love for the extent of your lit surface you allow me to explore.

This is a poem about my love for the portions of you my exhausted form has energy to crawl across.

This is the poem about as much love for you my empty breath can contain.

This is only a poem about the love I am capable of.

This is an insult isn't it?

My friend, an archer by u/patodlm https://old.reddit.com/r/poetry_critics/comments/xlbdz6/my_friend_an_archer/ipj0209/

Apples to Oranges by u/stickylobsteru https://old.reddit.com/r/poetry_critics/comments/xld0il/apples_to_oranges/ipiy173/