You look like a multiple orgasm, I said
And the part of me that said it was the girl who never had the pleasure,
was the girl who lay there and it only took three strokes for just about all of them.
You know what I love about you?
I could tell you anything and nothing would shock you
I can’t even stop myself from speaking, giddy and adrift
I’m that girl that walks into a room and all the men are looking
I like to keep my hat pulled low
They don’t get the chance to meet my eyes.
You know what you know about me?
I know the same things about you.
You fall so fucking hard when you do?
They cut you off at the knees.
I don’t want to think about it.
So I’m building a chariot for you.
I never want to see you thrown off balance again
So, you’re not going to be
and neither am I
After we show them what it’s like to get carried to the moon and back
they will drop at your feet by the thousands
to the unspoken god of the fire
I’ll just stand there smiling
at the boy I could have known once upon a time
had it been a different path I took
You look like a multiple orgasm I said, because
I know you have taken your time to cause them
Because no matter how much they hurt you
you still gave it your all
can’t say that about any men I’ve known
so that makes you heroic.