my lips are cemented together
like i’ve just eaten a peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich
a sugary glue
keeping the words
stuck to the roof of my mouth
and while i try to scrape the letters
off with my tongue
they keep getting jumbled
so instead of
falling in love
all i can manage to talk about is
filling a novel
October 8, 2018
i don’t know
but i wish i could sneak away
and find it
a place where i imagine the memories
line shelves like leather bound books
i would trace their spines
with my fingers
as i walk the aisles
in no hurry to leave
drinking in each moment
lingering on my favorites
i would study every handprint
left on my skin with a magnifying glass
and replay every secret desire
whispered against my ear
memorizing the nuances in your voice
did it catch as my fingers
trailed the inside of your leg?
i would count every orgasm
and every “i love you”
i would read
and reread
each chapter
just to pass the time
until we write the next
June 21, 2018
it never takes long
after walking out the door
before the oxygen evaporates
and my heart slows
the heat of your kiss
still burning my lips
and fingerprints still visible
on my skin
i pull out my phone
just to tell you
i miss you
even though
those words somehow
just don’t seem like
enough
to express how
homesick
i am
for you
March 22, 2018
when i am around you
my mouth loses its eloquence
and my words begin to resemble
a lovesick teenager
with all my parenthetical
(i miss yous)
and secretly coded ellipses
that really mean…
i want you.
declarative sentences hide
behind batting eyelashes
and meandering verbiage
i end sentences
without completing a thought
hoping my you know what i mean?
is enough for you to
know what i mean
and that’s on a good day
because sometimes
you look at me
and my tongue becomes
inoperable
like that kid on A Christmas Story
so i stand here
with my tongue stuck to a pole
and my heart pouring out the
sides of my mouth
in run on sentences
with way too many adjectives
and an occasional
interjected moan
hoping you can translate
my disjointed dialogue
into the only concise thought
that permeates my brain
I love you.
September 30, 2017
bodythe room darkens
as my senses decrease
by one
and the others
intensify
cool metal against my wrist
sends chills down my spine
and hot breath on my neck
sets my insides on fire
your lips brush mine
as i taste a mixture of
a cinnamon mint
and my own
juices
and the only sound i hear
is my breathy voice
begging for
permission
September 5, 2017
i want to stay on your mind
long after we part
i want you to smell me
on your finger tips
and taste me on your lips
i want your palm to twitch
in the middle of the day
and your throat to become
inexplicably dry as it grabs hold of
your breath
because out of nowhere
you can think of nothing else
but the feel of my exposed skin
and the sound of my quiet gasps
from your bare hand
i want you to lick your lips
and crave the taste
of my reddened skin
because baby
some kisses
were never meant to end
May 31, 2017
it is 1:33
in the morning
and as i lie in bed
i have run out of fingers
counting the things
i miss about you
tonight
there is the way
you wrap your arms around my waist
as i stand between your legs
the way you sometimes
brush my hair behind my ear
before you kiss me
the way you press your mouth
hard into mine
never feeling close enough
there is the way
your warm breath
feels on my neck
and my inner thigh
one after the other
all these things
pile up in my mind
until my fingers
must find
some other way
to put me to sleep
May 15, 2017
