Do You Love Me, Today?

Her tounge spread melodies upon parched skin

Arched in words that would last all of the 30 seconds she loved me.

15mins of me loving her so fiercly she cried an orgasm that wrang notes into my soaked thighs.

 

30 months of angered moments, 

Scripted quickly into swirling fingertips printed on tattered backs

Hands trailing down ragged lines of sanity.

 

10 Nails digging to find redemption in her sweat

I bet she doesn’t even remember my name,

My real name

The one I signed loosley between her breast

Among chest full of handprints before me

…there were so many.

 

Lover-Friend-Lover-Friend-Lover-Friend-lover mostly

For I loved her in ways only a first heart could break

Between the madness in sheets wrapped around caramel skin that came poisin

I Drank.

 

As I whispered into her womanhood: 

Do You Love Me,

Today?

For she told me some nights before she turned her back to me

Hands trapsing necks nape as if to say 

‘I love you today…But tomorrow,

Tomorrow may be different

So take what you can get from this…”

So I loved her,

for 15 minutes at a time.

 

Hoping that maybe in my systematic kisses

Today would be forever,

or alternatively,

her 30 seconds would stop in mid -oh

And she would string together a chorus of scarred nights that sang she loved me permanently.

 

But 30 months of trying only birthed pain laboring everytime her loves ink ran dry

Penning me down with pencil lined lusted times

For I knew I wasn’t the only one.

 

Daybreak parted and she would be gone

Leaving me to wonder…

Would She Love Me…today?