Me and you

Me and you

Maybe, one day, on some

hot midsummer's night,

on a blanket under the stars

and a full moon, I will create

a new masterpiece a new

poem and I will write it on

you. I will start in the center

of your beautiful body, and I

will profess my love for you

with nothing more on, then

my poetic verse between

us I will be writing roses are

red and violets are blue,

between your beautiful bare

breast, watching them

closely as they rise and fall,

with your each and every

single breath. Next, I will

write how much that I love

you, as I slowly come up

from behind you, so that

with every stroke of my pen,

you will remember that day

and into the night from the

beginning until the very

end. I will then start with

a brand new verse and it

shall read, that you will

always and forever have my

pounding heart, on the back

of your beautiful neck. I will

move in a little closer so that

you will never forget those

words that I will have written

onto you. Then as I hear you

start to moan in a low poetic

adulation of orgasmic sighs,

I will feel as you start to

hesitate but by that time it

will be too late. Because

those words that I have

written will have found the

secret path down to the road

below, through the middle of

your naked back and I

continue just as my words

start to transform into a

a story of how our souls have

come together just you and

me so that you can see how

much that I am in love with

you. I will then write more

about your beauty and what

your love has done to me, a

beautiful piece of treasured

art that I will soon write, as

those words of my love for

you turn into a painting, just

as if I am Michelangelo

painting in the Sistine Chapel,

or even Vincent van Gogh

on our Starry Night. Yes,

when we are together on that

hot midsummer's night, on

that blanket under the stars

and a full moon, I will create

a new piece Poetry, and I will

call it the story of me and

you.

Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.

A #Poets Journey