No Words

The language

This dialect

These words

You cannot understand

My love language- you love

I’m being used

to heal your love and reignite the firey lover in your heart

You do not comprehend this

My love

When I fall

I crash

Melt down

Lie in agony of amor

You hold me against your chest

Tight enough to trace my breath to exhale

Close enough to feel the beat of my heart

“You are the kind of woman I need right now..

Affectionate…powerful… you need no one”

My love- I have no words

You are smooth to the touch,

smooth by the word,

freckled and tattooed

In your beautiful room

I can see the passionate remnants

This is the debris of love

After the fatal crash of the relationship

Between you and your woman

I wish you were mine,

But I can only smell the decomposing flesh

Of your love gone wrong

Hearts died in this room

Between the same four walls you wanted me

To kiss me, hold me,

and whisper erotic words between

I speak words you cannot understand

This language has undergone an evolution

gone through battles, defeats, and victories

In my book of love, it has been written already

The translation is available in a world you’ll never touch

Those eyes touch me as you stare in bewilderment

And mine back into yours

Wondering how I ended up in the arms of a fearful Wildman

This book tells me you can never be mine

In our story I was your heroine

The woman who saved your romantic-side

Who ran by your side in the mission to prevent

The lover in your heart from committing suicide

Tonight we lay in a bed of ruins

We shall both emerge stronger,

But not champions because we still want each other

As we last embrace in comfort

It is all being written

-For AK

Baby, I want you

He said,

Baby, I want you

You in the most raw form

Naked

Without coverup

Naked

Without embellishments 
of accomplishments 
or padded bras

Naked

With Freckles and emotional scars

Naked

All her pain, love, 
and past dripping 
from her bare skin

Naked

Behind the sunglasses

Naked

He told her he'd hold her

when she cried

Naked
He wouldn't run from reality
Naked 
he'll welcome and comfort

He said,

Baby, I want you

For You

I would erase them from my mind

FOR YOU

Highlight all the pain and experiences

And then, press delete

FOR YOU

I'd like to get a remote for all my love

press restart and start it all over

Hold your hand smoothly like mine has never been so burned

FOR YOU

I want to forget that I was conceived in a bed of chaos

And lose my sick craving for men with screws loose and endless tattoos

FOR YOU

I will fight to bury my twisters and tornados into my imagination

Where they can only destroy fictional characters I write about

FOR YOU

Ill stop running like a wild woman

Surrender from hiding

among the thick green vegetation

Into your arms dressed

in camouflage and war paint

FOR YOU

I won’t be such a cynic

I won’t compare you to the rest

I won’t try to apologize for being me

FOR YOU

I’ll hold your hand and believe,

Plant my feet in the ground,
Take a deep breath,
Let them sink and stay a while

Beauty

"You & I"- John Legend

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I remember when I saw you for the first time....

I heard you move across the floor
Dancing.
You made such a violent sport
Look elegant, sexy,
Beautiful-ly
you floated past me
our eyes locked
From the floor
Laying on the ground my eyes flew towards yours
Colliding stars
giggling like children
from other worlds
playing in a deep, dark universe
Our adult selves just starred
eyes striking
jab for jab
just a glimpse
a foreshadowing
a precursor
a metaphysical spark

Months later we danced
in a deep, creamy white sky
Undercovers
laughing together
swimming forever in each others eyes
as if they were solar systems
unexplored
you were mine
for just that time
an expedition
a starry escape
a dream

Your lips spilled:
"I remember when I saw you for the
first time. You looked
at me with those 'fuck me' eyes"
Your words
struck me
The explosion
It was the salsa
Your lips,
My tongue
our electric twists and turns
the verification that I wasn't alone
that first time
the tangling of two
lost hearts
was a celestial reality