we could heal each other

some days you have to stay in, blast some jill scott, and write corny love poems, you know? let me take your burdens and bury them under my tongue, locking them between my teeth, reminding you that i am the keeper of your secrets only through soft sweet kisses on your beautiful skin let's pause this nonsense, the distractions are clear on freeze frame, black and white stills of our lives exhibit one politics, different backgrounds, loud suspicion between two peoples history is evidence and prophecy that all the love in the world is often times still not enough exhibit two jokes, the kind that leave us both hurt and forever frontin’ miscommunications sit between us i still can’t believe you said that last week… exhibit three media, textbooks, and systemic violence remind us everyday that bodies shaped, colored, twisted, broken, and beautifully abundant like ours are not worthy or ever deserving of love sitting in a dark room, fingers intertwined and touching the screen i’ll say baby.. even with all this, i still believe we could heal each other if you could stop hop scotching around us, around this. trust me, give me a chance i won’t laugh i won’t say you were wrong, you didn’t try hard enough, you misunderstood his intentions, that it’s all your fault i won’t tell you what i would have done i won’t i won't. after confession number one, if you are still listening, if you have not left me, i’ll search for you in the dimness letting my eyes ask you am i too blatant? have i been too loud, too proud in my skin? it has been a process to claim who i am & i am fastened together by little threads, pieces of worn cloth patched together deep scars trace the path of knives that bit my skin in the pursuit of a more perfect union but i refused to be carved into one of them. it hits me, the truth is slowly beginning to reveal itself, i am the glaring reminder of what is hidden under your clothes the things you want to forget ironically, it's those things that make me want you even more... let me take your burdens and bury them under my tongue, locking them between my teeth, reminding you that i am the keeper of your secrets only through soft sweet kisses on your beautiful skin we could heal each other.

7 comments.

  1. Mesmerizingly, probingly, tenderly beautiful.

  2. I LOVE IT! :)

  3. Well, if the person who you’ve written about still doesn’t take a chance with you .. I will!! That was beautiful x

  4. imogen! going to hold you up to that : P

    yall make me happy

  5. wow. really moving and powerful, and not corny at all. no response really, except you are awesome :)

    imogen… great to see you here! woot real life friends and blog friends connecting :)

  6. Beautiful honesty, radiates such a good heart, the Ace of Cups! (tarot)

  7. I love it! So beautiful!

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