Love like honey
Poetry Sunday
If you would let me, I could get lost in the
constellation of your eyes, stars mapped out for me
Your fingers, dragging across my skin,
could invite goosebumps to skin’s surface,
a physical expression of the words
that would get caught
in the back of my throat,
too scared to jump to the tip of my tongue
Yes, I could fall in love with you
We would have the best of times,
inviting all of ourselves to the surface
of a new relationship
I won’t apologize for the way we’ll eventually fall apart
though both of us would try to stop it,
putting our hands over crying hearts
and trying to find just the right
material to put in place to keep our seams together
Or maybe, maybe we wouldn’t fall apart
Maybe we would love each other fiercely
Maybe you would get drunk on the scent of
my rose petal skin and my fingertips,
insistent with their intentions,
would sketch words from my heart onto your chest for hours
Until one day we both blink dazed eyes
and realize that a lifetime has passed
Maybe our love would feel
like honey, warm like sunlight
and it would pull us down
into its depths and not
let us crawl back out
Slowly we would sink
into love until our
bodies have been satisfied
Yes, I could fall in love with you
if you’d let me.
