Undiagnosed Chemistry #3

Every meeting with him, 

feels like wondering into a pitch black restaurant.

 

Finding them instantly,

touching them

slowly.

 

Figuring out

all their lumps,                       and                    u

                            bumps                          c                r                      es. 

 

v

 

                                                        Hands all over my body,

                                    it tingles,

                                                   then hurts.

 

I’m a scratchy and he’s trying to find what’s under my skin.

Desperate for my taste.

My secrets,

something to win.

 

 

I can feel his tired parts,

      where he stores his warmth.

 

    His wild parts

    and

     the parts I wish I could ignore.

 

Feeling what the eyes only dare to touch.

Take a nibble

                        a bite.

Someone borrowed,

for more then a night.

 

It almost makes you forget,

to test

if you could possibly fit.

 

       Compatibility,

                           a type.

                                      The common grocery-list.

 

 

Am I more than a novelty-

   a blonde fidget-spinner.

A Barbie?

 

Tell me

honestly.

 

Is that all you see, 

when your eyes spot

 someone

who reminds you of me?

 

 

Find a place

that has

              enough space

for the both

                                 of you.

 

Could

you     

e x p a n d   in them- 

do you think?

 

Is there

enough  r o o m

to  try and

understand them?

Don’t blink. 

 

 

 

 

Can love not feel

outstretched

after a while?

Years of

wear and tare.

Braided time, the watering

                            d   

             o     

w         

            n             

                              of a stare.

 

Could you love me,

                                                                                            even

when I’m not there?

 

Undiagnosed

chemistry;

 

an

excruciating

                   d       a

                                     r      e.

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