poetry

Strip Me. {poetry}

{Photo via John Dilgard}

{Photo via John Dilgard}

 

Strip me.

Remove my guards and my walls and my endless goodbyes

Remove my questions and wondering and

Remove all of my control

Use your hands

To read my spine

Press your pages

Into mine

And dog-ear your favorite parts with kisses and sweat and tickling breath.

Watch with awestruck eyes our words run together as two stories become one.

Strip me.

Remove the blank stares and rehearsed answers

Get behind the walls of doubt and fear and begging you not to come too close

Come close.

Come closer.

Strip me.

Spend time reading the answers before asking more questions

And question my answers

So I know you were listening

Read me and study me and memorize me

And fall asleep singing me and humming me and wake up

Rediscovering me.

Spend more time on my mind, and I promise you’ll fall

Look past the skin and the bones and the batting eyelashes

Notice how my cheeks flush and my eyes glisten and my heart starts beating fast

Feel my lungs breathe you in as my eyes roll back drunk

And drink me with your lips until you thirst no more.

Strip me.

Draw a masterpiece across my shoulders with your sticky breath

Breathe fire along the small of my back

Find the needle in the haystack,

Search me

Find me

Strip me

And perhaps then I’ll let you get beneath my clothes.

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Macaile Hutt

Macaile Hutt

Macaile Hutt believes the best perfume is Idaho mountain air, the deepest laugh often comes from the mouth of a child, and coffee is the answer no matter the question. She has had to learn the hard way that some words ache until they are said. Find your voice and let it be heard. Macaile would like you to join her on Facebook or her website, as you take your own heart and live this beautiful life in search of perfect moments in such a way that every moment becomes perfect.
Macaile Hutt
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