Starts with a kiss -
You’re cold.
I’m creepy.
I’m in love.
You’re in limbo.
You’re not
in love;
You’re just
in limbo.
And
creepily
cold.
- Ends with a kiss
Play with words,
Wordsmith:
Play, write.
All isn’t right;
But it’s alright.
Playwright.
Play with words -
Not with my worth.
Writhing.
Playing.
Not just words.
Play
and/or
Write
it
right.
Yeah, right.
It’s that time of month
The cycle,
Vicious.
When all
Seems m o r b i d
And f e r v i d
And it’s all
The cause of
Unbelievable,
Horrible ‘mones
But believe me
It’s not that terrible,
Just kiss me,
From t o r p i d
To t o r r i d,
Just make me moan.
Just make me moan.
Just make me m o a n …
Today
I’m giving you this atlas
The map of my heart
Its chambers
They pump your name
76 beats per minute
Ventricles, atria
And my very aorta
Its capillaries
They all lead to yours
43 miles per second
Southwest, northeast
To its very core
Ergo, this is as good as saying
I’m giving you
My entire heart
It’s tailored for you
In fact, I’m placing a mark
At its very center
(x)
You are here
Tomorrow
Always
