Monday, March 25, 2013

nature, nurture and genetics


i want to see your eyes ravish me,
let your palms warm my naked back.
trace my silken, black heart tattoo
and tell me how i make you feel...

no skin, no breasts, no hiding...
i want you to see the inside of me.
talk to me and tell me who you are
show me, respect me, guide me to you.
take me in and love me for who i am.
nurture my starving brain as it learns,
help me stitch the scars the others left.
my gifts - nerves and faulty intestines,
the achy bones of a sixty year old and
the rational emotions of a six year old.

i want to see your eyes ravish me,
explore my universe with your fingertips.
trace my silken, black heart tattoo
and tell me how i make you feel...