Thoughts while Sharing skiN

I let his wondering mouth skim my skin

And suck out the blood he needs to live

I can feel a tingle fly through my body

Like an electrifying whim

I want to whisper that I love him

But I can't

Because I don't

And I know he can't love me

 

The thing is I'm not one for commitment

And while I love sharing kisses and skin

Confining myself to one person

Scares me out of my own shit

As for him?

Well I know he thinks what he truly feels

Is some type of sin

 

Fear is what keeps me from f**king someone more than once

Fear is what keeps him from f**king the one he loves

Fear is what has caused generations to sit still and follow rules

I think this makes us a shit ton of fools

 

We think that by sleeping and loving around

We are making the world spin

And by us creating nothing

We are making the whole population grin

 

But I let his scared eyes creep up and down my sweaty skin

While my uneven breathes pulse out from within

And I smile because maybe this isn't how life will be for him

Once he finds out that letting love in cannot possibly make him broken

But rather, fixed

This poem is about: 
Me

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