Silver

She spoke truth.
Truth that rustled my soul.
Shook my core.
“He doesn’t understand you” she said in that voice.
“Don’t limit yourself” she said.
Truth.
Truth I didn’t want to face.
The more truth she spoke,
The closer to her I wanted to be.
I wanted to wrap myself in her.
Inhale her scent, hold it inside me.
Explore her body, every inch and every mile.
Become intimate with her being.
I wanted to know this girl inside
And out. Map out my journey
In kisses and nibbles.
Speak to her soul the way she
Spoke to mine.
I wanted to run my fingers through
Her moonlit tresses.
Let her warmth keep me comforted
In this journey of truth.
Truth, she made me face.