Sunday, June 22, 2014

You’ll be hot and hard and slow and sweet.
I’ll let you take out all your frustations on me
for hours
or days
or weeks
Whatever it takes til you’ve spent all your
energy.

I want to drain you.
I want to
absorb
all your anger
and hurt
and sadness
and rejection
all the
abuse
and neglect
and imagination
and thoughts
and concerns
and torment
and loneliness.
Etch it into my back with your fingernails
press it into my hipbones with your hands
whisper it into my mouth with your tongue and
leave it for me to swallow
let your body tell my body those tales and secrets
that your mind dreads allowing your voice to utter
and spill the fear of yourself inside me
or leave it splatted across my bed and body
I’ll clean up the mess
You’ll stumble away from me
bruised
and breathless
and
begging for more.
And baby,
if it takes a lifetime to correct
a lifetime of mistakes
I’m the one you want
I’ll kiss you awake
from your slumber of sadness and
I’ll lead you away
and we can lose ourselves
screams, tears, and sweat
we can find each other and
we can finally forget
to whom we’ve belonged and
where we’ve been
you’re you
I’m me

Free.

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