The Lovers

The soft press of cherry-dyed red lips

Graze mine in a light embrace

Filling me with warmth for a light second until my high dips

My soul leaves with you

Lingering after your sweet taste

But I wonder if you can taste the bitterness in our kiss. It is not new

I wonder how long it has been since we met and talked the night away

I wonder how long til this cheerful charade catches aflame

I wonder how long I have until I become a discarded game

The touch of my lips skims past one eye

When what I truly want to know is where I lie

Am I a home you can refer to after an arduous day?

Am I a pet? Soft and tame to coerce you to stay.

Am I just a friend? Someone you know and trust but never one to be your sun’s ray.

I know I am not just a friend, a pet, or a home.

I am all of those things for you to love and adore.

I am a home that will shelter you from the rain.

I am a pet that takes you away from pain.

I am a friend that will help you grow and learn what to gain.

My dear, I wonder what I am.

I know I am truly never enough in my heart.

But for you, I fulfil any whim

any hurdle

any harm.

Love,

Your Sinta