2am - Make Me Speak

2am
Make me speak…
My silence is invitation
A coy intimation of my desire to be woo’d
I’m not moved to rhyme
With no reason….
You hold my keys and
Know exactly where my lock is
Where my spot is
I’ve got this…
Rhythm…I’m just dying to give you
If you..
Gather me inch by inch
Wrench music from my soul
‘til I lose control of my tongue
And melodies once hung in the back of my throat spill freely and
coat
Your ears
With the most erotic utterances you will ever hear
Write my song in slow, deliberate strokes
Press a little harder ‘til your ink soaks through the page
Sages say, “silence is golden”
But I am beholden to the brilliance of your blackness
Scribbled across my thigh
And I breathe
incessantly
From this space between 1 and 3
Just waiting for you to
Reach out to me
And make me
speak
-RareEpiphany