Parts

I only love you
in parts.
I love you
when it's convenient
when in some way
you catch my eye
or turn me on;
when I am not occupied
and you're my choice of prey.
making people happy
with the artificial
is so affirming.
don't you agree?
when nothing looks up
you are a constant;
a placeholder for my collapse at the end of the day
(we all need touch.)
I've only ever loved you
in parts
and to love in parts
is to have never loved at all.