I want to know if your hands in my lips
Will light up your face,
In a smile,
In a gasp,
In a recognition of all that we've shared
Of the words we've written
To fill this empty space.
I want to know if you'll let me want you
Light you up like the roles we play
When you're the repressed one
And I'm your savior,
Opening you like the break of day -
Breathing heavy
From the words you say.
Will you let me dig my tongue in the curve of your hip,
Press my fingers at your lips?
Take the time to memorize you,
Count your freckles
Like I've always wanted to do,
Until I know them like I know your soul -
The pattern of it,
The shape,
The little hisses
And the intakes.
I want to know if you understand
That you already love me.
You've said it before,
And I'm sure
You say it every day to people who don't care.
But I've been there.
And love like this isn't everywhere. |