I'm Not Saying...

I’m not saying “Choke me”

I’m saying push down on my neck with your fingertips

so you feel the pulse of my artery under your hand

and you know the quickening of the rhythm is because of you

I’m not saying “spank me”

I’m saying leave an imprint on my skin

to know that I am yours in this moment but it can fade,

so don’t stop.

Keep going.

I’m not saying “watch me”

I’m saying look at how the windows to our souls

our held in the black of our pupils

and only we have the key

to open and enter each others

I’m not saying “go slower”

I’m saying the ticking of a clock stops

when our legs are intertwined

I am in no rush to start time again,

and i imagine you aren’t either.

I’m not saying “oh my god”

I’m saying forgive me

for looking to the wooden pews

for the divine

when you are what I have been seeking for

to worship.

Amen.