there are times
when the fire in my chest,
burns all the way to my toes,
and the flames kiss my finger tips,
my neck turns red.
this fire,
i have inside me.
to be touched.
to be needed.
wanted.
my cheeks flush,
a red you could only dream-
i am full woman.
i scare you.
my fire burns too hot sometimes,
and burns your tongue when you taste me.
i hope it excites you,
my heat.
from so deep within,
my need;
i hope you yearn it.
sometimes it burns so hot,
my back arches,
my arms,
my legs,
they shake.
i am full woman,
with a burning desire for
all things human.
does that scare you?
sometimes it scares me,
how much i burn.
my stomach fills with a pull,
i feel it.
my desire for
touch,
and need,
and want.
i am full woman.
do you love it?
maybe,
but.
not as much as i do.
- touch me, please. i want it as much as you.
YOU ARE READING
for all of the times you could have said i love you, and didn't.
Poesíathis is a collection of poetry from all the times we could have said i love you, and chose not to.