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is it your truth
to dare double dare or bare to me a promise to be fair to me cloaked in what ought to be discreet but to me is not you're a language and a feeling I can't ignore why do you write your poetry in my head at night or do I do compose it there bare chested and my heart exposed hoping you might see all that is me what's with the reveal what's with that reveling in it and all those revelations like some big prestige my thoughts are lined up like little boy soldiers could I be a little-girl goddess not the women everyone's nibbled on as if I were their last thanksgiving... such nonsense such non-sequitors and such agonizing curled-toe-pushups of the bedroom carpeting or the comforter lapping across my bed and the curling thoughts in my aching head caught within a puddling of sleep-lost-ness would it better to be in my body or to live within my heart instead-- don't make me choose sometimes, I might be a smart girl but there's no Boolean Logic to love it simple is what love becomes and how it takes me down beneath its undertow far beyond the wingtips of angels or the heated demons of desire have you felt the tension the deliciousness of desire and the intake of glorious volumes of air the desire in one singular focused thought so focused I could conjure you anywhere brief time and tenderness have woven together a tangledness imbedding itself within my irrational brain i want your cure worry it might not come loving myself enough first but desiring to be someone singular a hunted wanted one I crave you Catnip joyfully lustfully rolling in that so-pleasing filthy stuff what's the use of being manageable what is the use of reputation when there could be that welcome sensation of rising up the head and heart one in palpitation i want to run riotously through the the fields and burst white-hot into flames be extinguished in your arms here is my poem an old and unvaried version written in a singular language you can't ignore. LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM 1/11/2022...10:36AM PST TIME AND DATE STAMPED AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER/POET MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY REGISTERED COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD.... RE-EDITED FOR CLARIFCATION OF THOUGHT AND LANGUAGE 1/12/2022 6:16PM PST TIME/DATE STAMPED Vote for this poem |
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