I want a love like poetry
a complex simplicity
i want to get drunk off his words
just so that i can regurgitate them back into his lap
i want every sylliable he speaks to penetrate me
just so that i can know what love really feels like
i want my lips to take him on journeys
and want him to kiss my so deeply
that i can feel his heartbeat on my lips
a love filled with pure passion
i want his hands to grip my thighs
like rubber soles grip concrete
fingernails dig deep into my flesh
tearing off my outter layer
desprate to get to whats inside
the candy in the pinata
mi corazon, my heart the prize
i want to be present in his tomorrows
and live for his todays
i want to get lost in his thoughts only to be found in his dreams
he would take me places my fingers colud'nt
make my eyes roll so far back i can see my own thouhgts
he would fuck me with his inked tipped tounge until i gave birth to love
we would feed it on a stedy diet of strengh and hope
and when love cried out...
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