Hats Off To The Bull

Your name sounds like a conqueror's
You could conquer my entire body if you want to
Navigate from my mouth to my sex
Like Spain to the Incan Empire
Your tongue is a compass
Let your finger travel inside my hair
Like the thick of an Amazonian jungle
Leave me hot, drained like the Sahara
If it is my cunt you desire, Cortez,
Take me as a hostage

White Blank Page

12 am and i am howling at the moon like it's going to save my soul

crescent moon

like your crooked smile

pressed against mine like in the way we kiss

the way your laughter tastes in my mouth

the way your eyes smile

the way you glow in the light of my bedroom 

i let you into my Life like a metal spoon in my mouth

full of food for my small body

not understanding you would maybe nourish me

and biting on silver against my little teeth

you are red apples' skin in my teeth

you taught me how to feel hunger when you left

you always told me to eat and never understood how i could swallow you whole and still never be full

 told you tonight you make me feel so small

you make me feel as little as a seashell inside the great, wide ocean

you pull me back with the tide and let me crash on rocks

 you kissed my forehead like my brother

i never knew i could let a stranger in and never let him leave

Sweet Tooth

he brought me a third of a red Twizzler he bit off
handed it to me like he was presenting it to me, still chewing on the other halves
but i marveled at the way his hands look in a still, resting way
the way they press to his chin
the way they make him look like he is made of marble
panicked
said, "what?"
couldn't look him in the face
took the red vines in a slow hesitation
and as i did he walked away without looking at me and said, "have a nice day"
i put the candy in my mouth
bit down
i imagine how it tastes in his mouth
i imagine kissing him slow
lips first
pressed together
the way he and i are skin to skin some nights and i still want to pull him closer
i bite the candy and imagine it's how his bottom lip feels tucked between my teeth
i let my saliva pool around my tongue and tremble when i think of his tongue caressing mine
coated in sweet and warm like rain in August
i eat the rest of the candy as slowly as i can stand it
i finish it in the way we kiss
slowly first
then hungry and anxious
the sweetness melts around my tongue
and i have never been this hungry

Habits

I have an accidental habit of collecting books I've never read and leaving them unread on my bookshelf. I have an accidental habit of collecting boys who always want to kiss me on the mouth and never want to call me their girlfriend.

When Winter comes and my step mom asks me what I want for Christmas this year, I'm going to give her another list of books I'll never read. When February comes, I'll spend another Valentine's Day on my own and feel really sad when I see babies at the grocery store.