She Taught Me How to love her
The night I was her only man
She Taught Me How To Love Her
She lit my skin with laughter
a flame I never knew
her kiss was heat and hunger
her eyes the deepest blue
She wrote her name in silence
across my waiting chest
a mark that will not vanish
a brand that feels like rest
Her body spoke in whispers
I listened with my hands
a language made of fever
no one else understands
She taught me how to burn
and keep the fire sweet
to lose myself completely
and call the loss complete
Her touch consumes me
a storm I cannot flee
every sigh she leaves behind
becomes a part of me
I drown in her presence
but I do not want to breathe
every gasp and shiver
is a gift I’ll always keep
When night surrenders
to the slow dawn of our skin
I find her there beside me
where all my storms begin
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (2)
Love and relationships abound. Good job,
Beautiful words of love, thankyou for sharing xx