Curly hair

Predominately

That night,

Wasn’t a night

I could forget.

There was love

In every smidgen

Of touch.

We waited

For that night

To get darker

And darker

Above.

Because we were

Exhausted you know?

Sharing love

In just those eyes.

That night

We needed love

More than our

Eyes could share!

That night then,

Broke into

A beautiful story.

I had you covered

In my arms

Tied up with my lips.

Had you pinned

Under my nails.

And shared the same breath.

Leaving those marks

On your bare skin

And playing your curly hair.

All of this

Just without using my eyes

Because we needed that blind love.

And we were buried

In layers of sweat

Of each other.

So much happened that night,

So much that

The only thing left

Was to get under your skin.

We hugged the night away

That tight

And I woke up

With this poetry on my tongue.