Unravel

The Notion of Love

I want to know
what midday confessions
you won’t whisper through
phone lines, but might confide
to the curve of my neck. Just
like the time when you unraveled
Orion on my back and the universe
fit in our bed, when we came undone
and allowed ourselves to be loved.

*Midday confessions
For #mayfalls18 hosted by @breath_words_ and @a_sea_of_words_

*Beloved
(Though I used it as be loved, sorry✌️)
For #cherryisamaybaby hosted by @__got2haveit

*Unravel
For © Our Poetry Journey Contest
#OurPoetryJourneyMay18

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Abundance

The Notion of Love

Like a dance, we will barter
the role of predator and prey,
trading surrender in abundance
like gold under our tongues, as if
it has been a year of drought in
our mouths. Make room for tongues
and teeth, whispers and kisses, the
sighs and sounds we make are the
kind that poets write ciphers about,
the art of worship and war cries.

*For Our Poetry Journey Contest
#OurPoetryJourneyMay18

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