baby i'll say it through poetry,
unpoetic rhyme schemes wrapping around your neck and whispering in your ear, licking the tip of your tongue just enough to make you want more, words holding me down enough to let you pick me back up, push me against the wall of this page and come into me through metaphors and every cliche that there is,
poems so hot you'l burn your finger reading them, bodies so sweaty the pages curl in the moisture of the room where my mind keeps roaming around and around searching for every metaphor i can just to say *take me