Someone told me
our bodies contain
enough carbon to make 900 pencils
ending it with
"you can write with your body"
First, let my body meet yours
let our fingertips touch
and let our bodies
yearn to start
some good writing
tease our carbons
to create, to begin
to fall
to blend
to melt
Now darling
the only way I'd begin a poem
is with you
starting with a kiss
a capital kiss
for the first letter
of the first word
should be bold
and beautiful
silent but loud
The sentences my body start
yours finish
no matter how long
"run on's", fragmented they are
you start I finish,
I start you finish
Interrupted by breaths
gasping for life, inhaling
the souls of muses
and exhaling such beautiful
poetry, such deep writing
that only our bodies know how
to create, how to read, how to vocalize
how to share
Stanzas interrupted by moans
that sing and hum the hymns
of poetry that cannot be
embodied in words
moans that orchestrate
symphonies
leading our bodies
to dance
to love
to enjoy
such intensity
that my pencils fail at
capturing
Let my body write with yours
and re-write the ways of love
edit, proofread, scratch, claw
mark and re-create
new ways of falling
of loving, of sighing
let my body write with yours
and bask under
such powerful chemistry
where carbon burns
And flames
ignite
Let's write
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 5:44 AM UTC
Someone told me
our bodies contain
enough carbon to make 900 pencils
ending it with
"you can write with your body"
First, let my body meet yours
let our fingertips touch
and let our bodies
yearn to start
some good writing
tease our carbons
to create, to begin
to fall
to blend
to melt
Now darling
the only way I'd begin a poem
is with you
starting with a kiss
a capital kiss
for the first letter
of the first word
should be bold
and beautiful
silent but loud
The sentences my body start
yours finish
no matter how long
"run on's", fragmented they are
you start I finish,
I start you finish
Interrupted by breaths
gasping for life, inhaling
the souls of muses
and exhaling such beautiful
poetry, such deep writing
that only our bodies know how
to create, how to read, how to vocalize
how to share
Stanzas interrupted by moans
that sing and hum the hymns
of poetry that cannot be
embodied in words
moans that orchestrate
symphonies
leading our bodies
to dance
to love
to enjoy
such intensity
that my pencils fail at
capturing
Let my body write with yours
and re-write the ways of love
edit, proofread, scratch, claw
mark and re-create
new ways of falling
of loving, of sighing
let my body write with yours
and bask under
such powerful chemistry
where carbon burns
And flames
ignite
Let's write
