Lady between my fingertips,
white skin and chestnut hair that sat
between my mind.
She pulled up like roses cumbering dirt
from roots that hung their feet and quivered.
She let go her
melancholy legs
that dangled free against the summers air.
I giggled as I kissed her
and she turned the brightest shade
of red.
Held her hand until the shakes set in
and pried our hands apart.
Started crying as the rain hit my head
and she said,
“would you like to take a seat?”
Sat beneath shelter as
we let our fears pour.
She filled me with her
radiance;
I couldn’t eat for days.
She held her mouth wide
with her white teeth;
illuminating
that decorated the night
like stars perched amongst darkness.
She made my insides shine.
with hearts beating
and open palms she said,
“Would you like to take a seat?”

Did he try to wake you
as you pretended to doze?
Hold you in his arms as he whispered
lines stolen from old books
he said were his own.
Did you let him in
just to shut his big fat mouth
spilling lines
like cokeheads
snorting powder
choking on
*****.
His ****** hands
running
over your body.
I thought I told you no.
You say
You comprehend
as you
still
hold my body against your own.
I knew I did not want it
as I
put the razor down
let the hair on my skin
grow furry against sheets
like weeds cumbering dirt
hindered growing
to a mere stand
still.
Get off of me
I thought I told you
No.