He Says Words
He says nice things
How my skin
Looks like
Maybe it might
Taste
Like raspberries
And maple syrup
Or honey
Warm
With brandy
And a splash
Of milk
In the places
I hide from the sun
He’s says nice things
Like how I make him
Thirsty
Early
In the morning
When his mouth
Is dry
And I look like
Some coffee and cream
That means
To wake him up
Like ice cream
In bed
Melting
And wet
He say’s nice things
How my scent
Is left
A treat
Of coconut oil
Virgin
Unrefined
Found on his sheets
Makes him
Want to eat
Exotic
Every day
A trip down
My street
He say’s nice things
How my hands
Are small
Both to hold
Him
All
The ways I like
He’s right
He says nice things
How my voice
Soft and quiet
Brings
With it thoughts
That catch
The edges of his
Lips
And pull
A bit
He smiles and it
Always seems
To get me
He says nice things
And in
Those minutes
Wins
My heart
My soul
My self
He says nice things
That remind me
How
I don’t need
Anybody else
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