Monday, August 2, 2010

Naked with a Kiss

Fully clothed even though it is
Summer.
She is sweating, and drenched d’evil
You’re in each other’s company.
Yearning, for her intellect,
Only for a second she slips and lets you in.

I breathe heavily to the pace of his heart.
I hear it when he leans down on me.
The beat of my heart is irregular,
I am thrown from his balcony.
By some stranger I have never seen.

I cling onto the bars, my black high boots.
Hold me up.
The person I am settling for, seems as if he
Is deciding whom he wants to save.
The relationship or me.

I plunge to the floor, which purposely isn’t even a fall.
The pants I struggled to put on have a hole down my back.
I arched the smallness in my lower back ,
Attempting to hide the skin, that is visible.

I have yet to feel the taste of his pink lips,
I imagine the tickle my heart feels when it happens.
He lifts me up my eyes are closed,
His big hands hold my face.
I’m in a world I have never been.
His tears allow my eyes to open,
His lips allow me to trust him.

My skin is more visible since I lack
Any doubts; about trusting him
And destined love.
I’m naked though he won’t have me,
I’m beginning the step of showing him,
I am me.

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