Poems For Her: 9. Talking Clean

I want to bed you

Of course I do

I know that’s an old fashioned way of saying it

And do oh so many things to you there

So many things

Deliciously unspeakable things

But there are so many other things I want

Things that have nothing to do with sex

I want to hold you hand

I want to tell your you’re pretty

I want to run my fingers through your hair

and braid it

weave flowers into it

Make you an elvish princess

I want to smudge mud on your nose

and blackberry juice

Have you taste all the green growing things

all the berries and flowers and leaves and roots

Of my childhood

I want to jump with you

Off of rocks

and docks

Into cold deep water

in rivers

and creeks

and ponds

and high mountain pools

I want to lay with you

with clothes or without

and watch the stars

Hundreds of them

that you have never seen before

and that I know by name

I want to lay my cheek against your cheek

and my lips against your neck

I want to touch you

and hold you

and simply be beside you

and then

Oh gods, then

I want to fuck you.