Oceans

I dream about our bodies getting lost in a sea of bliss.

Settings could be crowded or intimate.

Still your touch brought peace and with every kiss came ease.

I’m probably just a pebble in your ocean when talks of levels of importance.

Never made it past dream.

But I still see you.

Chocolate skin and curves not like most.

Don’t let them dare tell you that you’re not beautiful.

I’m trying to use my mind to attract you and I hope my size doesn’t distract you.

I was hoping I could run my dreamy hands into a reality.

Passing over every scar and stretch mark.

Leading to days filled with endless shoulder kisses and talks of vacations we are both too broke to afford.

Hoping you wouldn't mind me taking trips across your body.

Exploring the vast of your chocolate skin.

Loving every billow of melanin your ocean has to offer.

And every so often lock eyes and not say shit.

Whether we last months, years, or lifetimes.

I want you to know that I’m willing to swim in your ocean.

Even if it meant I could never return to shore.