You are an alien
Your language is foreign
To me
You electrocute my skin
With yours
Leaving me floating
I cannot predict you
Not your fingers
Not your words
Not your lips
But you trace
The bend in my spine
With familiarity
And kiss my lips
With innocence
We are
Unexplored
To one another
Yet already
I crave the comfort
Of your extraterrestrial
Presence
Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 4:04 AM UTC
You are an alien
Your language is foreign
To me
You electrocute my skin
With yours
Leaving me floating
I cannot predict you
Not your fingers
Not your words
Not your lips
But you trace
The bend in my spine
With familiarity
And kiss my lips
With innocence
We are
Unexplored
To one another
Yet already
I crave the comfort
Of your extraterrestrial
Presence
