Sweet Somethings
I have a deep aching in the pit of my stomach
At the center of my soul
Deep in my heart
For sweet somethings
I was once lusted after by a man who only saw the contours of my body
The swell of my breast and swaying of my hips
He held me and whispered sweet nothings in my ear
Oh, how I loved him
His captivating eyes that shifted like sand from blue to green
His chestnut curls and his easy smile
But he was a coward, who ignited a love he never intended on feeding
How I loved a coward who knew nothing of how to love a woman
Only how to touch her body not her soul
He held my heart in his ink stained hands
Twisting and tearing at it like a dog with a bone
He grew bored
No longer drawn to my body and tired of my longing heart
He thought my heart too demanding, leaving it stained and bruised
Like last week’s trash
He left me broken and aching
Not with desire but earthshattering pain
Every cell in my body sobbing with relief at being freed of him
But devastated at his absence, all in the same breath
The pain left once I realized
I am beautiful
With thighs that rumble and stretchmarks that paint my skin
I am much too deep and far too wide
For a coward to love
So now I ache and long for soul
A soul to whisper sweet somethings
Because the nothings left my soul starving
I want someone to feed my soul
Someone who will chase the waves with me not wait till they reach the shore
A man will teach me to fly and not rest until we reach the sun