let me be your soul. your fearless night of conquering divinity. your everything true and faithful. your worthy lover. because you taste so sweet my dear, like luscious raspberry sauce and crisp summer sheets wrapped around us. under the stars. your words are fire on my tongue, laughing and rolling down your endless arms, gripping torso. let me bury my face into your neck again and lick the creamy scent of your earlobe. let me fight for you, because the snow has melted my love! our summer is here! but i cry those endless nights when i remember you’re still not here… (sigh) like swimming open water you are a depth beneath me, within my grasp i flow through you. you are my ocean, my incredible buoyancy. you are salty and chilly, stinging my eyes fulfilling my muscles. so let me be your soul… because never have i known one so beautiful, never have i written something like this entitled “For You”

the younger me
lies beneath my battered skin

frightened.

as if at any moment

i will tear her out
claw at her edges
and spit on her fragile figure

as if i will forget
toss her away
so she becomes a memory

of a nightmare
that can only be reached
by fingertips

and former friends

because i had demons following me.
and for good reason i presume.
these sharks of dynamite continuously reminding me
that i am no longer a piece of you.