I don't love him, but he is here and you are not
“i want every part of you,
every part of you touching
my skin, my lips
my lips speaking your name,
your name,
your fucking name-
it’s a curse
and a blessing every day,
every goddamn day
i can’t stop thinking
thinking about your hands,
my hands,
touching, intertwining, tracing-
tracing every imperfection on my skin,
your skin,
your lips, speaking my name,
my fucking five letter name,
it sounds like a song through your throat,
and through your throat
i want to hear it-
hear it against my skin,
my imperfect skin,
against your lips.”