We met when I was still child
Too small in mind,
eyes wide for a beauty like hers
Is this what it's like to meet the woman of your dreams cause 'I could never..'

Remember she is human like you
Bleeds from open wounds
Cries into the night for mercy
Poops up a storm when she's nervous
Prays to the same ancestors on this continent called turtle island/atzlan
Remember she is woman, like you
Nothing less, nothing more

Creator
Send me a lover
with hands
worn with cuts and ridges
that know their limits
Both bold and timid

She is so weary

In this body, alone
I am home.
Pull my own hair
Bite my own tongue
My heart is no longer at "vacancy"

****** herself on my thorns
As a reminder that real pain exists
But herein lies the problem:
Sometimes I think she loves the pain
more than she does me

Intangible
Mutable
Fluid as firmament
Salty water in cracked palms
Constantly flowing past its boundaries
and retracting
Better to dam(n) it than drown itnit?

My writing is strained, these days
I bite my thumb
And try to refrain from penning your name
But see
Even now I've given in

She loves so easy
Can't you see her pisces heart bobbing in the waves?

My time is not meant for those who pretend to know me because they have seen an untanned patch of my skin
Do not etch me into your wooden bedpost as another tamed *****

Titles are not awarded for time served
and ***** licked in fits of feverish lust
Not your girlfriend barely a friend
Do you even remember why I was crying last august?

Ask yourself:
"Could she be loved without the need to wither her leaves?"