I could write you a poem

I could write you a poem,

Word after word,

Spread on the page like your legs when I run my fingers up your inner thigh

Littered with similes like the night sky with stars

I could write you a love song,

Note after note,

Soaring high like my heart when you look at me and see my truth

Pitch rising and falling like your chest when your breath becomes shallow

I could paint you a picture,

Stroke after stroke

On the page, like the waves of my pleasure when you make me come

My brush caressing the canvas like my fingers on the back of your neck

But neither a poem, nor a song, nor a picture would do justice to how I feel…

So instead I will show you,

With my eyes, my arms, my fingers and my tongue

My lips, my heart and every fibre of my being

Until you know what it feels like

To be in love with you