Groovy Talk
The grooves of her voice
Hum alive as she spins
Whirling hearts
Whirling minds
Reeling this way and that
Back again
Slow— a mistake— me but
Not me
Her but
Not her
And I’m thinking she’s something,
She’s the idea of tea
And rain
Snap! Fast like lighting,
Sharp tongue through my heart,
My bleeding heart
Pooled at my feet,
Urging,
Where are you now?
and
Who will you be?
Girl, I’ve got your saliva your honey in my veins
In one ear and
Then the other and
Bleeding out at my
Weighted feet
I swear I’ll be dancing
(Someday)
To your soul, to your voice
But I can’t make a sound
And my brain’s been wiped clean
So for now
Until your music and I meet again
I’ll just have you on rewind
Copyright © Vella Taliare | Year Posted 2018
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