if ever your heart stops
warming my blood
raising it to waves
crashing into my heart
if your laughter stops waking
me
and your breath on my mouth
stops lifting me to heavens i
never knew
i’ll give my hands to you
rub your breasts to raise
your heart from darkness
and breathe inside you
all you’ve given me
all i have
and if my eyes ever stop
feeding you
if my hands become cold
i’ll stop time and look at
you
feed myself with the sight of
you
and my hands will catch fire
and we’ll then be safe
if the ground ever calls
demanding we go
we’ll go together
the way we started
your heart making my blood an
ocean
my eyes giving you a universe
your laughter saving me
my hands raising you
theus
defying darkness
making life
love
conquer all.
Writings by Esteban A. Martinez, poetry, fiction, rants, speculation and whatever else we want to call writing
Sunday, April 16, 2017
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