your lips dancing with mine as if they're joined together,
my breath stuck in my throat like I'm an incessant smoker
the gift of love
the hell of lust
we lay in the fire having only each other
like I'm in the clouds but I have no power
I pull your hair, you hold me down
your eyes change as you explore my faults
I feel okay, because you love them all
your hands change as they handle my edges
roses sprout out from the back of my throat
you stare at me
putting my puzzle together,
and that moment whispers, you're all I need
then comes the part that I become detached.
floating away deep into space
where I'm forced to roam and move my limbs
I watch the snow around me
imprinting, turning into an angel
open my eyes and,
my head pounds and,
my stomach churns but
the leaves lay down and soak their cut edges in the soft mud of tomorrow
I want someone to use me,
only one definite someone
YOU ARE READING
inexpedient utterances
Poetrythe words that won't leave my mouth, entirely because there is no space or time for them.
