Tell me about yourself
Tell me the things that shaped you
Changed and rearranged your soul,
what was instilled and grew from you
what they took and put back from you like puzzle pieces
Tell me about the things that created the person standing before me today
The things that you had to build and demolish
within yourself by yourself
I want to learn you
I want to etch you into my psyche so that I can stitch our faults together to create constellations
Tell me about yourself
The meat an potatoes
The parts that will stick with me even if you don't,
like your laugh,
how it beats on my eardrums, travels to my brain and makes contact with my gushy parts
sauntering down towards my stomach to activate pterodactyl sized butterflies to fill me whole and my only reaction to this assault is a string of giggles of my own
you will never know how much your laugh means to me.
the shape of your head fits perfectly in my palms like I molded it myself
your palms feel as though they were meant to meet my skin
as if the feel of them on my legs doesn't creep up on me with every step I take, tracing up and down my thighs to showcase everything that belongs to you
How each kiss tastes like Sunday dinner and each syllable off your lips is Sunday service
Literally feasting on the word of God
Blessed by your bottom lip
Honored by your top and
Anointed with your tongue
Damn.
Off of conversation
A single conversation
I want it all. I'm going to be greedy with you
Glutinous even
You don't belong to you or this world or your mama or your friends
You are MINE
Not on no territorial ass stalker shit... but you're mine
Your soul and mine intertwined as the sky shares a rainbow with me
As promises are shared
I get to
He's letting me have you for as long as forever
And ever and ever
For as long as you'll have me forever and ever and ever
For our own piece of eternity
Because I needed this
Needed you to help with the little parts of everything in my world that make my chest feel like it can only expand to the size of a dime and it gets so tight that I can feel my body caving into itself as if my spine is a shell and the essence of me can be destroyed with a pillar of salt
*inhale, exhale*
but then you breathe, so
I breathe
and it gets easier and I smile and I feel
and I feel
nice and good and relaxed and
me. I feel me when I feel you or when I taste you or when I hear you
Baby I just need to hear you...
breathe
the shape of your head fits perfectly in my palms like I molded it myself
Memorizing moonlight filled skin
kinks and curls
Soft ass eyelashes
and even softer eyes
All under the power of my legs and fingertips taking command from a beard cover jaw and.... in due time.
So for now, just tell me about yourself
YOU ARE READING
Love and All It's Done to Me
PoetryAccess to me You don't like me, you like having access to me The possession your tongue has over me, the ability to string my syllables together, whisper my name in the wind, and as it falls unto my ear I walk to you run to you hop, skip and jump...