A poem a day for a year #295

by Amy Turn Sharp


Say you love me.
And you do
as you throw your little hands around my neck and cling to me.
We spin and fall to the bed.
I tell you stories with my mouth close to your ear and you laugh like vibration, like a honeybee.
Someday you'll wrestle on a bed with someone else and you'll forget this true mad love you had for me.
You'll find other places to hide your sweetness away.
A million rushes of blood to your head.
Some person will show you the other side of life.
The empire state building tall of want.
But for now, I'm everything that makes the world go round.
I'm your girl.
I'm the one who teaches you to love.
My crown glows.
My heart is a dragster.
Hold on.