(Written September 5, 2014, at 2:26 am.)
Who understands the dynamics of communication?
I wish you were laying on my back
with your nose nuzzled in my neck
and your hand cupping my breast.
(I wish you liked my breasts.)
I want to be able to turn my face
and have my lips find yours
in a sleepily passionate surrender.
There's so much I want to say to you (like that).
The thought of your mouth
on my lower back
in a forgiving, accepting kiss
is a mirage.
There's so much more I want to say to you (like that).
There's so much I don't understand.
I would like the pieces of me to be held together
in your palms.
You're a puzzle I want to put together.
Do I have every piece of you?
Who understands the dynamics of communication?
I wish you were laying on my back
with your nose nuzzled in my neck
and your hand cupping my breast.
(I wish you liked my breasts.)
I want to be able to turn my face
and have my lips find yours
in a sleepily passionate surrender.
There's so much I want to say to you (like that).
The thought of your mouth
on my lower back
in a forgiving, accepting kiss
is a mirage.
There's so much more I want to say to you (like that).
There's so much I don't understand.
I would like the pieces of me to be held together
in your palms.
You're a puzzle I want to put together.
Do I have every piece of you?
