The first time we kissed, I wrote you a poem with my tongue
I tucked it in right in the back of your mouth, between your gums and all that darkness
I never said anything but I tasted it all on your tongue
I tasted all of your pain, and inhaled all of your lonely
Even then
beneath my mouth
you still didn't feel like a person
you only felt like home
I wrote you a poem with my tongue
and I wonder if I kissed you like a heart beats
soft to slow
slow to quick
would I find my poem still nestled where I placed it
I wonder if my words helped **** the bitter alone
I wrote you a poem with my tongue
when we first traced scars and shared past lives
when we first shared our DNA
and I guess after all this time
what I want to say is
even underneath all that pain and lonely
there is a star hidden within those petals you call a mouth
that there is a sweetness to that bitter
that you are still my only home