Write me a poem
about how your lips
met mine before
you saw my eyes.
Tell me who you are.
I know you.
I don’t know you.
Write to me,
Poet.
Tell me all the thoughts
that swirl
that whorl
that unfurl.
Tell me
your deepest
darkest
secrets.
Tell me
All.
Can I have your heart
your mind
your smile
with your body.
Can I have it all
with your soul.
Tell me
your contradictions
your shame
your blame
your guilt.
Tell me.
Let’s burn it
on the fire
of our sacral centers,
Consecrated
to the gods and goddesses
of damp earth
salty air
mossy ground
with mud on my feet
and tangles in my hair
pull me close
and tell me something
anything
everything.
Let me crack you open
with the wild beat
of my heart.
Let me drink
the nectar of your
many lives,
dripping from my teeth
on your neck
Hold me
hold me
hold me
close
tight
I want to feel
your hunger
and your sweetness
at once.
Tell me
Everything
with your mouth
your body
your breath
your heart
your sparkling eyes.
I see eons there.
I will devour them.
And flowers
will burst
from all my cracks.