|
Thoughts of you brush across my soul lightly Like shivers down my spine Your name is sugar in my mouth.... a fingernail grazing my back. my love swelling like a tidal wave, hearing your voice shoots electricity through me. An uncontrollable urge to be Everything you'll ever want or need. Your voice speaks the language My body hears. My blood is warm as I lay beneath you, beside you. Our breaths are one--in rhythm lacking any blues Nothing is perfect and we are not exempt, but the love I get from you is time well spent. You flow through my veins fluidly. Your love is what I live for like the air that I need to breathe. And we were born to succeed... together there is no you without me. In my eyes a reflection of you resides there. waiting to be reunited with you, my other half, the direct connection between my soul and the place true love presides. Your name is written on my heart like an epitaph, though we are far from dead...
_________________ children
when they ask you
why your mama so funny
say
she is a poet
she don't have no sense
--Lucille Clifton
|