Writer's Whispers

I don't want you to just be another girl

With every poem

I give away

A little part of myself

And with this poem

Babe,

I'm giving away huge chunk of my heart.

I

Don't want you

To just be another muse,

I don't want you

To be another name,

Another baby

Boo

Darling

Sweetheart

In my poems.

I...

I don't want you

To just be another person

I open up to.

I don't want your head

To just be another

That rests on my chest,

Another that I kiss when saying goodbye...

Another that I pat

When I really want to tell you I care.

Babe...

I don't want you

To be another girl

That resides in my heart, that tastes my lips,

Another that

Leaves marks on my neck...

Another

Whose lips I bite,

Another whose hands I'll call home,

Whose chest I'll declare as my pillow

Whose presence will calm every single anxious cell in me.

I don't want you

To just be another girl

That I cross paths with

And serenade with sappy lines.

I want you to be the girl

That didn't leave me

With a broken heart

Or leave with her heart broken...

I want you to be that girl

That saw all my demons...

And stayed.

The one

Who brings them treats

And treats them like her own.

I want you to be the one

That lights an eternal bonfire

In my heart.