How Much Silence

How much silence

can you afford?

Most girls knock quietly,

then get bored.

Not me, I shout,

I bang and press

I shoot my shot-

won't settle for less.

There is a stoop

in my heart

like a spit

in my chest

it turns and it

burns as I sear

and confess

that the very thought

of you fuels me,

ignites a new

passion so long

buried in supple

earth,

so I scream it

capture it in

lonely still shots

sent out in the ether of

unanswered thoughts

how long can a silence

linger until

the spark is lost

too long you keep me

hanging like a ripened

flower to prick

when the sun

finally shines

but you

are already mine

how much silence

can you afford

most girls knock quietly

then get bored

not me, I shout,

I bang and press

I shoot my shot

Won't settle for less.

Bridge

I remember the

promise of you,

a promise of you

that lingers on my lips

so sweet so rare

so delicious

it's hard to bear

as I bare myself

to you

see myself through you

which truly makes me burn

but better to have licked

a bit then

never to have learned

that secret face

you make when

pleasure sets in

I will stay forever

in that grin.