LOVE Poem: Charm, by Lilly Gundrey

She’s a quiver on the dotted line
A slit in the sun spewing out
A rush of light shining in her hair
She’s a whisper nipping at my ear

I’m a pudgy blotch
On an ocean floor
I’m a baby tooth rotting inside a pearl

Even if I was a sloppy kiss on a silver star
She wouldn’t love me
The way she’d love to be his

Not that she might never be hers
Just that she could never be mine

I’m not a brooding mystery
Foaming at the mouth
I don’t strut with an overbearing musk
Or swing around sweat-kissed, calloused hands

I’m “a rug who was once a beast”
And there he is “a beast who was once a rug”

But can’t you feel it?
The metal eyelashes and the eternal night
Can’t you taste the crisp moon on your lips
And can’t you hear the dandy lions howling in the wind

Can’t you?
Like you said you did
And don’t you forget
The synthetic affection that painted my tongue pink

Oh and how you might just go crazy on me

enough hear my breath crackle and heart spudger
And what I wouldn’t give to just tell you yes
But then that’s all it would ever be
Your head between my thighs
As I close my eyes