I want the pulp of you
Your stringy white insides
I want the lattice of your creation  
To get stuck in my teeth
I want to savor every sliver of you  
The parts of you that need a warning
The versions left on the shelf
The bits of you that blend in with the fruit
But pack a punch
I want to relish in the chewy remnants of a skin you shed long ago
I want to peel back your orange shell
And taste the tender threads that hold you together
I want to drink your syrupy nectar
To gnaw away the sweet parts
Right down to the rind of you
And swallow the secret pomace of your heart

loving a woman feels like poetry feels like the sunrise on the coldest night feels like warmth and pleasure from the divine it feels like softness like love like lust like being in love with your best of friends like closest connections like feeling the spirit of the divine feminine coursing through me all at once it makes me feel alive and the happiest to be me .

Sappho truly had it right when
She wrote Fragment 31
For my limbs ache with longing
My breath is cut short
And I am choked with the thought of you
Nausea grips my very being
My hands quiver
My voice shakes when I speak
I can not sleep for you fill my dreams
I can hardly eat
To swallow past the lump in my throat

You destroy me and you
Make me feel alive

i wish youd let me go
so id stop hurting you

i wish youd let me go
so you dont have to see me in pain

i wish youd let me go
so you could get better

i wish youd let me go
so i stop hurting us

i wish you stay
so we get better together

The look in your eyes,
The words say goodbye,
Your break it off with me.

I still love you,
I see your smile,
I hide my troubles,
And go to call you mine.

You told me you were happy,
And that you still loved me.
The **** in your head is too much for you to call me yours.
You say its not fair for me,
Its not fair that i cant be with the one i love,
Because i love you.

You say i did nothing wrong but i still wonder,
I wonder because i want to know what was wrong with us,
I need to know,
I need to know how to fix it,
If you’ll let me that is,
Because i love you,
I cant be with no other.

You may have moved on but i will never,
Because i love you.

Its okay to have fewer friends than others
Its okay to be yourself
I never knew that before
I wish i did
Its okay to love another woman
I know i do
Its okay to write your feelings
I know i do
But i do as no one listens
No one listens as i talk
I talk too much
Im too annoying
I never found them to be annoying
I sit there and listen
I hear all their problems
Their minor inconveniences
But as i make an attempt to tell mine
I talk too much
Thats why i write
Thats why i wrote the letters
Theres only one attempt left for me
I’ll be listening from the stars

I don't know when it happened,
But it happened.
Your smile lights up my soul,
Your eyes warm my heart,
Your laugh makes my brain itch,
A special itch,
One where I fall deeper in love,
Deeper with every soundwave falling to my eardrums.
I love it,
I love you.
I'm happy,
You make me happy.