I
talk too much for no cause
He
writes, “Shush,”
With
manliness on my lashes
Butterflies
flutter nonstop
My
breath evaporates on his face
My
heart runs a cross-country race
Do
not ever let my lips be free
Cover
them with our future
Entwine
my fingers with luck
Entwine
my feet with haste
He
carries me on his lap
Eyes
talk when lips refuse
Permitting
magic to infuse
Pour
bumps on my receptive skin
Arm
holds my back to his side
A
way he found to make me helpless
My
breath catches me unaware
Hold
my hand for no reason
Let
the electricity sizzle
Let
sugary words drizzle
I
am here to stay
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