sleepless nights (6.30.13 of my 2013 poetry project)
drowning out my sorrows to make room
for the fire surging through my veins
until all my blood vessels
are filled with a burning sensation
seemed like the perfect way
to spend the evening.
but you crept in,
dancing in the haze,
biting your lip so your eyes
spoke for your skin, you told me
to shed my clothes like a snake,
to wrap myself around you,
while you were more like
a butterfly emerging from its cocoon,
and i was stunned by your evolution
as you broke out of your shell
into something so blindingly beautiful.
my hands are too callused for braille,
so instead i’ll use my lips to read
the goosebumps on your skin,
tracing the words you never needed to speak,
from your lips
to your neck
to your chest
down your stomach,
until we’re floating in the clouds,
your back arching to grow angel wings
as i make a believer out of you.
nothing came closer to tasting like paradise.
let my hands wander, lost on your body,
my finger dancing to the beat
underneath the bump on your chest.
pull me up before i fall too far
so you can know your body’s pleasures,
like a temple filled with honey,
i’ll give myself as an offering
to your divine body.
scratch all your desires into my back
so i can become everything you’ve ever wanted,
and i’ll let the thirst trapped in the back of my throat
grow into a moan that sounds like your name,
speaking it into your mouth
as your lips press against mine,
our tongues wrestle each other into submission,
your hands bondage my wrists into the sheets,
our legs, your hair, tangled into a mess,
and we’re not sure where I begin and you end,
all we know is morse code
the rhythm of my breath spelling,
"i’m yours,"
the rhythm of your hips spelling,
"you’re mine."
ride me until we reach the sunset
and the heat from our bodies
makes us glow like a star at the end of the world,
our eyes bathing in light that makes us come
to the conclusion that heaven is on earth,
lying next to us,
buried beneath our bed sheets.