All the delicate parts of me
falling apart at the spine and the pages
handle with care
Dearest
I will treat you with kindness
All that I can offer
And I dare not say the words
or tatter this delicate thing that we share
soft touches
rough smudges
you smell
like heaven
And you are delicate too
I agree we both need
gentleness
that we never received before
All the delicate parts of me
and all the delicate parts of you
I don't hesitate anymore
All I want
is to love you
Delicately.
And with all of me
YOU ARE READING
(BASKET CASE)
Poetry"One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple." -Jack Kerouac
