BubbsPoetry

She is forbidden. Her fruit revealing what doesn't always make sense, But yet feels right. Like those that get left yielding for her. Waiting her approval. Like authorizations in pending status.  Wishing to be apart of her plan. Write a poem for her. Tell her all the reasons her glow birthed the sun. Her laughter like a ballad from the 90's. Tell her why you can't get enough. Her skin cocoa butter in its natural form. Her 4 eyes, making it more to love. Her curves you seem to bump into as you turn each corner. Reminding you of your favorite ride as a kid. She reminds you of childhood movies. Staying out late in the summertime. Raptar and courage Music videos on VHS. Innocence that is tainted,  Yet painted and sculpted to provide the perfect balance. Where scales align, Only to tilt when she is not there. When she is not yours. When you can get close enough to look, but not touch. She is hers too keep and yours to have for a moment. To give back to t...

I just want to talk with you. Pick your brain. To find words I can use to keep me strong. A garden full of colors. To stimulate my mind. Build my bones. That helps with my vision. Gives me energy. I just want to hold you. Pull you so close that we melt together. Like India, I can't tell where yours begin or mine end. Rub your sent within my pores. So any dog that comes sniffing would know that I belong to you. I just want to kiss you. My cocoa butter kisses. Smooth like the words you used for me to fall in love. I don't mine falling cause I know you'll catch me. At home in your arms. As you kiss me goodnight. And awake to do it all over again.  

Love rarely exist. Especially one like ours. Must not be humans.