Author’s Note

Sometimes love is tender.
Sometimes it’s ridiculous.
Sometimes it’s equal parts devotion, lust…
and, well… Pokémon references.

This one’s for the bold, the playful, and anyone who knows that love can be legendary.
Read it aloud.

Laugh. Blush. Feel.

PokéDevotion
Poetry by Rowan Evans

My devotion is true,
just like my love for you—
I won’t whisper it quietly,
I’ll scream it out, Loudred.

Everything that comes to me,
I’ll give to you—
that’s the Plusle of being Minun.
We’ll dance to our own Volbeat,
carefree, spinning in our rhythm.

I’ll shift with your emotional weather—
your personal Castform.
I won’t ask you to change or transform,
just be.

If you’re ever stressed or tense,
spread them wide—
I’ll rest my head between ’em,
and give you a Lickilicky.

If you say you’re not ready,
I won’t ask, Wynaut?
We can go slow,
we can Spheal it out together.

But I must ask,
Relicanth—you see
what you mean to me?
You’re my Latias,
so I’ll never say Latios to you.

You’ve been with idiots and assholes,
but you see clearly—
you know I’m Rhyperior.
I’ll wrap you in devotion, Swadloon;
if they think there’s room to come between—
they’re wrong. I won’t Leavanny.

I promise—
I won’t let harm touch your life.
I’ll protect you until my last breath;
I’ll keep the Shieldon.

And if you choose me,
I’ll be your starter, your best friend.
The Pikachu to your Ash,
you and I until the very end.

I am sorry for this poem and the one linked below…

[Vaporeon Drip, Flareon Bliss]
A wild, playful, and shockingly romantic Pokémon-inspired poem exploring devotion, desire, and every Eevee evolution.