love me
Posted to Poetry
by darkstar on 2003-04-22 14:10:00
with ribs raised through pale skin
fingers roll down the river of my back
the husband showed me love with the back of his hand
the mother cried her love for me in a bottle of ketel one
the father ignored love into me, eyes penentrating deep with disappoitment
perhaps you are different
a hand pressed into my back leading the way
your thumb stroking my knee
under the table
eyes like mirrors, looking into each other's souls
but only seeing ourselves
a finger brushing loose strand of hair away from porcelin face
i think this is how i will find
your subtle love for me
i sigh relief in your arms
and bury my face in your chest to discover your smell
you tell me i am much smaller
and delicate then you imagined
you can feel my ribs
as you hold me tight
i want your love
your taste on my lips
your hips pressed to my hips
my head on your shoulder you stroking my hair
the whole world disappears
and at once and
we
both
know
whats what
