I'll be the first to admit
I know nothing about love
I've never been good
at allowing myself to feel
I've always been good
at hiding, at pretending, in blending in the backgroundAnd I knew I wasn't enough
knew I could never been enough
I'm too afraid, too broken
too ugly, too scarred, too dark
I've been hurt by love
by those
Who've loved me, who claimed—
to love meAnd you deserve more
Than to be just a fuck
You deserve to be somebody's first love
You deserve more than to be spoiled
by my ruin
You deserve a fairytale endingSo I let you go without a fight
I held my silence, didn't speak
couldn't speak,wouldn't dare speak
If I had another chance. . .I would linger
I was terrified, scared to touch you
secretly you bodied
my soul comes alive with the revelation
the means of which I've come
to acquire that knowledge
I wanted to touch youWanted to smooth my hands
across your chest
Rub my thumb around your nipples
Run my fingers tips from your chest
down the length of your torso...
and further stillIf I had another chance
I would ask "Can I touch you?"
You deserve to have your body worshipped
You deserve to be marveled at
to be opened up
your waters are pure
your forbidden fruit is sacred
my tongue is the gospel
and this is the raptureIf I had another chance
I would give more of myself
You deserve to be blessed
You deserve the worldBut I don't and I didn't
I'm not your Knightress in shining armor
just a little girl, hiding beneath all this metal
hiding behind this womanhood
and I'll let go without a fight
You deserve more
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Spineless
PoesíaSilience ( (noun): The kind of unnoticed excellence that carries on around you every day, unremarkably-the hidden talents of friends and coworkers, the fleeting solos of subway buskers, the slapdash eloquence of anonymous users, the unseen portfolio...