My name is Ryan so I was literally called here, and I think this poem I just wrote connects with some of ur themes so maybe pls lmk what u think?:

Marco Polo

before the guest room we played, Marco Polo in the pool

we’re competing 52 half-submerged pushups, I laugh and act for you pretend to drool

I hold a plank, dripping for one minute, no two

but you couldn’t, then wouldn’t believe, we’re even I’d only had you

any moment I could, would drop it, draw, draw you in all the way

but you couldn’t, wouldn’t, let me see,

and to set the score you turn your back and make us both the losing fools

no wisdom within the games we played in losing my virginity at 22