I know it’s been a while
I’m learning how to write again
This unfamiliar smile
Sweet joy…
Miles turned into time
Trials turned into dust
Past and present merge
Sweet Romance…
Pen to paper magic coexisting
I sat with my words for months
They held me poetically hostage
I let them form random sentences
Some threw tantrums
Others defended me
As I mended what was left
I let some indulge me with passion
Laid with the night sky
Devoted to the moon
Night after night
Sweet loyalty
She whispered in the dark
These stories were of love
A language I couldn’t articulate
But soon began to lust over
Sweet intimacy…
These words became my obsession
I knew I had to speak them
With every kiss you planted on my soft lips, I released them
Your tongue writes in cursive
All over my skin
I have faith in the dried ink
Creatively I desire you
Effortlessly you take me to the climax
Sweet tenderness
I trust in your direction.