Wednesday, June 20, 2012
confessions p 19
I want to kiss someone who has tasted darkness
fall in love with the heartbroken
and drink with one who has known thirst.
I want to break bread with you
and hit the road with you.
I want to rush through a day with you
only to watch the stars on our backs at night.
I want to work up an appetite with you
See the sweat gather and glisten on your skin
The sun reflected in the hieroglyphics of your irises.
I want to watch your calves clench
as your toes tell the stories of your swaying hips to the earth.
I want to share a meal with you
when we're both hungry and there's not much food.
I don't need to know how you got your scars
but I want to see how you carry them.
I want to see you when you're alone with your soul.
I want to hear all the frequencies of your voice
I want to know what keeps you up at night
what drives you and what lies at the heart of your heart.
I want to take in your silences
and taste the salt of your tears.
I want to see you in all your colors
your arrays of yellows, blues and reds
I want all your shades of black and white
your purples, your bruises
and the scarlet of your scars.
Don't you dare hold back such beautiful history from me.