Tales of the Socially Anxious: From Someone to Love
“S is for Sarah”
For three hours I have been trying to sleep and
Sleeplessly I somehow dream of you
Sweetheart sweet tarts semi-sour little candies
Summer nights and someone sleeps alone
Or doesn’t sleep. See
You have made me an insomniac
Silently sitting lying waiting scratching my thigh till sunrise
Surprise me some time soon
If you can
Slip into my bed and slide between the sheets you strong, sly serpent. Say
Sydni, make love to me and Sarah, something tells me that I want to
Sail on sequined silk stitched seamlessly somewhere in sanctuary
Sip slide and slurp and suck and snap like sea turtles quivering in the shake
Of love’s embrace. Sarah, scream!
Solitary prison walls and chambers, bars and shackles shatter when your voice sounds its simply soothing song
Salt sealing open sores.
Swim to these shores between Sacramento and San Diego.
See me sell my soul to yourself and you just come singing.
Spring summer towards September to séance with my lost slumber and shower me
With snuggly kisses in the shared space between sex and skin, sun and shadow
Sacred secrets, you and I, setting our love soaring
Skimming skylines and stratospheres
Skirting Saturn and shooting stars
Satellite says she’s second to none and a single step to free
Sarah, S is for the sounds in your name
and rays come with the sun that shines from you
sizzling, sanitary, and secure in this story that isn’t just another lost and found
Cinderella slipper. .
#essaychiles #chicago #writersofinstagram #soulseduction #poet #loversociety - 4 months ago