How You Should Love Me

I want you to love me

the way I love you through words.

Caressing each syllable, guiding

pen across softened edges of paper

imagining the indents of your vertebrae,

whispering sounds to life on my tongue.

I want this passion, like me half-naked,

damp towel falling off shoulder-blade bones

as I am now, writing to know you

and your existence as I know these breaks

and lines of poetry. Wanting you to know

me through the echoes of empty pages

waiting to be filled.



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