Oxygen

She loves making out

in the poetry section of libraries

The smell of old books turn her on

and if you read to her

from the classics her senses heighten

She kisses me as if I am oxygen,

right there, between Neruda and Dickinson

She is the drug, and I, the addict

She smells of lilacs, gardenias & dusty books

and her lips are as alluring as Tupelo honey

I need her…her voluminous mind,

her taste, her love; all of her

like the writer needs paper & ink, like the ocean

needs salt,

and she needs me like the book

needs the reader, like stars need the night to shine

Without each other, we barely breathe, hardly function

Darkness invades, suffocation sets in… She's the forest

I am the wolf. She's cocaine

and I, her ultimate addiction

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