Another Shitty Love Poem

I want to run my finger down your cheek
rub my thumb over your lips  
because my hands are the most  
articulate part of me  
know it’ll spark static  
probably crackle  
make the hairs on my neck  
on my arms raise  
till it hits my nipples  
 
I want to fuck you  
but that’s just skin seeking skin  
 
in this moment  
I want to see  
parts that drift behind the  
facade you’ve crafted  
with papier-mâché and covered in  
a hardened veneer  
 
to look in your eyes  
see the scuffed up mud covered woman that wants to fall into daydreams of romance  
the woman  
before the cynic slit her throat  
with ruthless pragmatism  
 
love is too easy a word  
one we’ve cheapened with scores  
of hallmark shit consumed by the  
dollar a motherfuckingdozen cliche  
 
we don’t have to think it up  
nor carve open our chests to write it  
steal it like cheap fucks  
pass it around  
use second hand platitudes  
to try and explain why it hurts  
when you’re not here  
 
we pluck some cutsie little ditty  
that sparks barely a smile  
has the passion of the cardboard it’s printed on  
 
fuck all that  
I want you to know I did this  
went out of my way to tear off a piece of
vulnerability
staring at the ground in embarrassment hand it to you  
risking rejection  
the shame of it all  
so you know I’m invested  
 
I want you to want me so hard  
It hurts  
want you to palm your room key in my pocket  
pray to a god you don’t believe in  
that magic is real  
that I’ll come  
kiss the tears away you tried to hide  
explore every inch of your need  
until you plead  
until you want to pry my pants off  
give away the parts of you  
others try to take