you catch me looking

what? you say

– nothing.

you stare

tell me it's okay.

say it

and I want to, but what would I say?

that yes.

I do

want you to fuck me.

yes.

I want you to fuck me like it's the last sex you'll ever have

like the world is falling to pieces and our love is

the only thing that can save it

like you'll run out of breath if you stop kissing me

biting me

like the fire between our bodies is the very spark that

set creation in motion

drink me

like I'm the best thing you've ever tasted

like mine are the only waters left

I want you to fuck me like it's our salvation.

to play my moans like your favourite song

to make a symphony of me

play my body like a dub riddim

fingers stroking every note

skin against skin

love me like kette

and djembe

love me drum and bass

waists wining

vibrating

doh stop yet

I want you to choke me

let me show you how much I trust you

watch my eyes roll back

then breathe me back to life

fuck me bones against concrete walls

bare ass on counter tops

hands tied

fuck me like 90s dancehall

raw

uncensored

rough

loud

like rebellion

like we alone can destroy the patriarchy

fuck me with meaning

like our black and gold is beautiful

enough to end colourism

fuck me fast

like all our demons are chasing us

then slow

like brown rizzla

or ackee opening

or honey

fuck.

love me.

love me soft

love me cotton and silk kisses

'til you cover every inch of me

with the ganja on your lips

cohiba roots like vines across my flesh

love me smoke and gasping breath

love me like you came

to learn new languages

leave you speaking in tongues

licking, tasting

every

single

drip

don't waste

a

drop

leave me

digging

nails into sheets

and flesh

hands in your hair

summoning seasons and gods

with these chords

as I tremble

love me in earthquakes

lightning

and hurricanes

then calm

we enter the eye

mine open and mek four

with yours

this. is what I want.

this. and more still

as I look at you

lay you on your back

and show you all the ways I'd like to

return the favour

the exact. same. way.

can't you see it in my eyes?

the ways I want to

love you holy

like white rum

anoint all the neglected

parts of your heart

body

spirit

love you in harmony

sigh simultaneous

make you moan melodically

make the neighbours jealous

of us

inside each other

fuck.

I want to

love you.

but I can't say this,

can I?

say it.

you say

I wrote (you) a poem

I reply

moon is a two-spirit multidisciplinary creative born on turtle island to Jamaican parents. moon is currently based in Kingston, Jamaica, and prefers to speak through music, art, and poetry. as a writer, moon explores identity through themes of culture, spirituality, race, sexuality, love, and the myriad ways they intersect

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