Crushed Velvet

I want to sleep with you.
Not sleep with you with you, but sleep next to you
lay my head down next to yours
fall asleep to the lullaby of our heartbeats intwining
and let your eyes be the first thing I see
I don't want to wake up to the sun anymore
because I want my world to revolve around you.

and I want to hold your hand
not just have fingers interlock like the teeth of a zipper
but I want you to lead me forward
challenge me, push me
make me want to be better just by being around you

and I want to kiss you
not just let lips exchange love letters and set sparks that crackle up my spine
but touch you gently with the most sensitive part of me
to let you know that I want to know your skin
because my fingers just aren't enough to know the maps of your body
so call me a cartographer
because I want to know every single rise and fall of your mountainous chest
every river of passion that you have flowing under your skin
and every desert that appeared in your past when you were deserted

because I'm not just another girl
I know who you are and I see who you're about to become
like our life timelines have always been running towards each other
and I can't help feeling like the luckiest girl in the world
whenever I see you smile at me
with dimples so deep
little notches in your cheeks
that I didn't notice for a while
because I couldn't look at anything besides your eyes.
when another girl looks at you
I want to say that her eyes don't have
the ability, the courage, the privilege to gaze upon you
because when I look at you
I see more than your enchanting smile
I see a future I never expected
a friendship beyond measure
and a depth that I thought I would only find in philosophies of religion

but honestly, I hear you unexpectedly
my mind recalls the sound of your poetry
and how I wish you'd written it about me
and your voice that sounds like crushed velvet when you sing
so luxuriously smooth but with an edge to it
every time I listen to Ordinary People
i want you to realize
that I'm not an ordinary person
but I want to be your ordinary person
and we can blend in together

or we could stand up on rooftops and shout at the hordes of sheep
that they need to think for themselves
that there are so many things in this world to care about
and they just have to pick one
or even just make loud noises for the hell of it

so I'll leave you with this.
If I was going to be love drunk off one intoxication, it would be you.
If I was going to be satisfied with one love, it would be yours.
If I was going to write one love poem, this would be it.
not than I know what love is though
I keep my heart quiet
learned how to make it stay silent
but for you?
my heart would sing.


I like to think that I'm independent
that I don't need anyone to help me through my life
but I can't help thinking that I want you.
I don't need you, but I want you.
next to me.
with me.
because my heart usually stays quiet
it learned to be silent
but for you?
for you, my heart would sing.