And they told her
Love was supposed to hurt
And so she accepts the pain
And they told us we were made of star stuff
But then they showed us stars burning out …
And so she accepted the disappointment
And I wondered
If anyone ever told us …
If I ever told you
So I’m going to tell you
If she’s not having fun
If she’s not in to it
Then it’s not cool
But if you love her
And read her like Brail
Making poetry from the
Lines of her body
In the light
If you make a safe space for her
To open up
She will come undone
And she will burn with a fire
And a heat so high
It will fill all the hours
And
It will bring stars back to life
And you
You will be useless for anyone else
Because she will have you
body and soul…
But keep in mind
This Love is rare
And it has been said that only gods make love with a love like that
Exquisite!