When I first heard you
I wanted to make love to your words
How they caressed my body
Engulfing every flaw and mistake
And turning it into a beautiful sorrow
I wanted to lean forward and taste your lips
Just to see if they are as sweet as your words
You spoke years before your birth
You grew up too early
learning far earlier than everyone else did
If you would allow me
I would kiss every scar hidden under your sweatshirt
I would rub your back and sing your favorite song to you
I would tear myself open just to see your reaction to the darkness nestled in between my heart.
Just to hear what you think.
Maybe it's because
You didn't even look my way as you spoke
Or didn't really ask about me
But I saw that glance
that lit up a fire in me
one that had been distinguished for so long
Even though I tried to fight it
The urge to sit down on your lap
Just to become submissive to your story
Overwhelmed me
You owned everything I was am and could be
You tore down my ideas and rebuilt them
Even though your story is the same as the ones before
Even though you have the fine jaw of a player
And the lips of a god
Doesn't mean I should follow
But why would destiny have us come together
We could fit like 2 puzzle pieces
Yet this is the test of life
Do I need him
No
But I want to make love to his words
YOU ARE READING
The Epic Romances Of Jai
PoésieA collection of poems that follow my thoughts. Following me through my journey of high school as a hopeless, black romantic. Maybe this will have a good ending but when the future has no inevitable plans what can I say?
