When we kissed;
           she used her tongue,
           to write poetry in my,
           mouth.

I can't stop thinking about it
It's not what you said to me
More that you said it to me
You made me feel
Like I could do it
Like you believed in me
Like someone cared
You listened
And you understood

You looked me in the eyes when I told you
Even when my brain told me to look away
Your eyes told me more than what your mouth did
That being unconfident is the worst thing to be
That I should never change myself for others
No one has ever said that to me

Thank you

Lights twinkle across my face,
O, I love how those metal torched chambers shine,
That's a smile that's larger than the whole world.

...Large!
Large, silly hands with a strong grip,
And yet, they are so gentle,
Gliding gently across bare skin,
Sending signals that can tell the body,

"Relax"
Relaxing and soothing voice,
Who knew the most pompous vocal part could be...
So...
Bashful?
Or Beautiful?

Angelic!
Angels wrapped around your finger,
Is that how it works?
You are so pure,
Innocent,

Blessed!
I guess I'm pretty lucky,
Because I have someone full of warmth to, well -
Hug
Kiss
Smile at me.

And my goodness you may not be perfect,
But that's okay.
Just accept yourself,
Fully
Completely
Just smile,
And let the light that reflects off thin wires
Light up my face.

Do you ever stop to
think about our kisses?
Are they merely just an
exchange of saliva to you?
When we kiss, everything
inside of me travels inside you.

Your mouth is a
profound curtain,
though i don't know
if it's witnessing
love at its truest
or a cruel lie disguised
as intimate affection,
but nevertheless,
my mouth lingers on yours
like a leech
as if saliva is now blood,
and as if you are now
my bloodstream.

A screaming exclamation,
"This is who I am,"
I'm a protesting invasion,
proudly failing your ruthless exam.

Don't you wish I could shrink?
Don't you wish you could make me cry?
My hands stain the pages in ink
as I wish you'd say eternal goodbye.

I'll never be your ego's snack,
I'll paint a frown on your jaw
as I'll be dressed defiantly in black
from head to toe,
Mon cherie, don't unpack
unless in your grave below.