Ask Words

 

She’s asks

No begs 

For the night

And you deliver 

You give her the moon

And the stars 

On the white 

Of those sheets 

Scorching heat

Leaves her very edges 

Singed 

Tinged 

With caramel

Born from the sweet

Face flushed

Pink

Teeth 

Sink

Into shoulders

That hold her steady 

Ready 

With your mouth

To catch her screams

Her pleas

Her tears on your lips

She bites and tightens her grip

On her sanity

She is sinking

Thinking 

About the bluest sky 

She's ever seen

The most alive she's ever been

The ache of sugar 

On the roof of her mouth

Overwhelming and delicious

All at once

She sees the sun 

As it sets behind her eyes

Colors melt across 

The sky 

Why why why....

How can she explain

This 

How will she retain

This

She needs new words

For nerve endings

Electric, charged, stars

Explode

And you blow softly 

against the skin of her navel

She is dying 

Unable 

To breathe 

Please

Sheets are crushed beneath

Her desperate need

You are pleased

To elicit

Whimpers

From her mouth

And now

She is reduced

To salty eager tears

As you near

Her to

A shaking shivering broken mass

Of colored glass

A kaleidoscope

Of pieces

Please repeated

Falling from

Her

Like

A sacred chant

But you can’t, 

You won’t end this now

Not like this

Not when it’s only the beginning

A warm up

For more love

Simply so she could be

Ready

To hold the whole

Of you

The measured miles

You wish to travel inside

To reach her

To teach her

That she will never just

Receive the least

You have

In fact

She must always be

Prepared to get

Your best

More than what

She asks