i used to fall in love with everyone,
until i fell in love with you.
now i can't even fall into like
with anyone who's brown eyes
can't project fairy tale fantasy's into my mind
and who's spine doesn't dent in,
like where the wings of a dark angel should be.
i can't if they don't have that voice,
that soothes my soul like aloe vera
and can smother me in peace
when our bodies our each others pillows.
because their fingers don't match
with the dents and curves of my knuckles
and their lips don't know the right places
to write love notes with saliva.
they don't know the right words
to slip into my drink of soft lips
to make me love them
while our tongues dance together in the dark.
because my heart has found its permanent happy place
and it lives in the left side of your ribs
right where yours was born.