I let you climb
inside of me,
now I don’t know
how to let you out,
feeling you stir,
your breath coming
and going with my own,
your heart beating
as I struggle to
contain you,
this all-encompassing
presence
that fogs over my
eyes
and my thoughts and
leaves me
too full, too filled
up,
you spilling out from my lips,
from between my hips,
your scent and taste
coming into my mouth
and across my tongue.
I taste you and love every bit of it,
scared to death you might
suddenly vacate me,
leaving me empty,
a husk absent any real purpose.
I let you climb inside of me,
let you fill up my
every pore
until I do not know
which part of me is me
and which is you,
and I don’t care.
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