If we are a moment, let it be: now and now and now.Did I say that there is a meadow in my stomach?
Did I tell you that you were every flower inside of it?Because with you, inside of her, it’s sunrise. With you, inside of her,
it’s alive.To lie in the warm expanse of your back,
to kiss those sun-speckled freckles,
to be warm and gentle together,
to drink you into honey.
That’s all.How you touch me,
and oh, how I burn with it.Take your knees from the floor.
Don’t look at him.
Something violent
and brutal and ugly
is howling inside of you.
Act like it.I tell the ocean to make itself smaller, we argue. I tell it please, I am in love, and it allows me to palm it in my hand and hold it tightly there. Redemption is the house of your body and how the tenants left and how quiet it was inside of you.You’ve got your hands up and you’re praying to him like he’s a God but he’s no God. He’s just a man. And he’s only loving you like half of one.
Published on June 19, 2015 14:14