honey glow

She asks that I am an avid reader have I ever read a face?

she asks me if i'm writing and i know she cares even if she never reads

dance as a prayer

she said i make her feel like i brought her to a different dimension and i told her i have a portal between my legs and two disguised as eyes

i feel the heat rise as they twist and make lies and she places her hand on my chest to tell me to listen and rest

i move her hair out of her face and she tells me to stay

i put it on for her

you may have them fooled but you know that they don't know you at all and you miss how i asked you the questions that made you tell the truth

fed me by hand to taste what she made for dinner and i felt alive

unravel and rearrange me like the words in your poetry take the syllables you know of me and place them carefully in whichever way brings you the most beauty

if she read my poetry and watched me dance if she listened to the music i made would she actually see me?