TO BE CLEAR, THIS IS NOT A SAD SORROW SONG OF A MISTRESS’S MISSTEPS MORE SO AN ODE TO A LOVE LONG GONE BUT NEVER LOST

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 28, 2018

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& when she touches me
everything inside turns liquid.
& i am stuck wondering
what i did to deserve this
glory, be the way
my skin turns tight
at her lip curve

& i have named
all of her lovers, grace.
there's a certain patience held
to make space for my name
as it spills out her throat
a ritual.

& the secret is how much she likes the way it taste
my name, that is,
she likes the way my name taste
& there's something so sensual
about the way
we rarely allow ourselves an embrace

& the secret is me
hidden in the hollow of a tree
bark bleeds beetles
an invocation of absolution
but there are no answers in agony

so we willfully deny chemistry
in sake of a proper love
& i am stuck wondering
what i did to deserve this

pious, be evolution of
how i break
eye contact


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