Usual Words
Usually I wanna
capture love
the essence of
the messy stuff
that sticks
to the roof
of our mouths
and halts our speech
makes it hard to see
makes you
everything
I ever thought I would need
usually
that's me
but lately maybe
I'm someone else too
someone else who
sees other things
wants other things
wants words to work
at settling
these nerves
I wanna write about love
but honestly also
I just wanna fuck
I just wanna know
how your mouth
presses down
on me low
in slow certain circles,
or wait
better yet figure eights
hands pressed
at my waist
I wanna know
about that heat
that I feel through your shirt
if that steam
will warm me and my hurt
I wanna know
how hot
you will feel in my palm
how hard it will be
for you to stay calm
stay on
this wave with me
I wanna know about
the length of you
the strength of you
these thighs
wrapped around
attempting to
contain your self
I want these words
to carry the weight of us
wearing nothing more
than sweat, and salt
and all
that good good God
that should result
from your tongue
on my neck at my pulse
hard hands on soft flesh
smooth skin on wet wet
minds at a loss for real speech
just gasps, moans, sighs
deep
at the back of throats
at the brutal strokes
at the end of OH's
usually I save this
writing thing
to cradle love
but tonight
I don't remember that word
cause honestly
all I wanna do
is just...
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