I tried to write you a poem about last night,
But it’s still so raw in my mind.
I swear to god
When we make love
I can’t speak for fifteen
Days,
I just think of your fingertips
And how they start wildfires
In my chest,
How when you kiss me
I forget how to breathe.
And maybe you just bring
Out this animal in me,
It leaves me clawing at
Your shoulder blades
And biting at your throat,
But then also, I want
You in the gentlest of ways,
My fingertips grazing your
Cheek,
Telling you
I love you
Over and over.
And here I am,
Wanting you
Again.
I want you to know
That I don’t want there to be a
Single inch of your skin
That I haven’t kissed.
So good god,
When you get home
Throw open the door,
Take my face into
Your hands and
Kiss me like you never
Have before.
Kiss my neck
Until missing you
Feels like forever ago,
Leave a poem in my
Mouth for tomorrow’s
Drive home,
Even though it
Won’t feel like home
Without you,
Not at all,
Not at all.
But *******
The missing you
Is back for me again,
It’s looming overhead
Like a thunderstorm
In June.
Don’t let it take me,
Don’t let me lay awake
Waiting for the lightning,
Just hold me until
I forget why thunder
Seems so terrifying,
Make love to me
So the hands of the clock
Can’t catch up
To the beating of our
Hearts,
And in case I haven’t
Told you enough,
I love you,
I love you,
I love you.