She has snake locs and a snake tattoo
I never knew what to do
Cause how does one trust a shape shifter
When it takes full moons to begin to see
Just too much
Just in time, and time is precious
.
She was everything
Off spectrum
Off kilter
Fit
I got lost in her labyrinth face
I slipped on her bones
I yelled at her
.
One time I hung in her pupils
Then the light hit her
I fell in
She had me follow a safe trail to her heart
It was the biggest muscle in her entire body
I was impulsive to take pictures
.
She turned into a siren
And wooed me to rest then
It was the best sleep of my existence
.
She gave me everything
I yelled at her some more
We bit each other’s thumbs and back
I heard and listened, devoured all she passioned about
Her snakes adored me, they gave me a name
And leaned in when they smelled me
.
She smelled like woods
Woods, the incense
She let me read her books of her poems
I read the ones about me first of course
They were my least favorite
So she loves me most and longer, and longer, and longest
I never expressed how I needed her to
She wouldn’t allow it
.
She’d just paint her nails
And tell me I was the seed that planted her
I just couldn’t believe it
As an insignificant star
But she let me play with her in the sky
She let me nuzzle between her inner thighs
Then confessed how she fell
.
After every dance
After every voyage
During all the silence
.
She never wanted me to draw her
She wanted me to forget
She wanted to hang out again
She wanted to take it all back
She wanted to give it all
She wished she’d never met me
She was grateful asf
.
She wanted more, expected nothing
She was insatiable
Mad; total madness
A step ahead and two steps back
I used to help her off her rocker
Gave her dimples and a heart shaped birthmark
All of her pleasurable things
.
And she never hit me back
How fucked is that
I never heard from her again
Sent me back on Earth’s shoulders; simple
