You only need one man to love you. But him to love you free like a wildfire, crazy like the moon, always like tomorrow, sudden like an inhale and overcoming like the tides. Only one man and all of this.
– C. Joybell C.

We don’t always get to spend as much time together as I’d like.
But when we do, it is electric.
We are firecrackers in the night sky –
sparks of burning red and blue.
Leave the stars to shine,
we will burn.




Like astatine and polonium.

My heart can’t help but ache for you.
The way you make love to me.
Smoke in the water.
Rose petals in my hair, bathing in powders of pearl and gold.
It is too sweet. I can barely stand it.

You play a symphony into my ribs.
Pulsing veins that branch like Catatumbo lightning.
Spiraling into an everlasting storm –
following a river of hues like Caño Cristales.
You are not easily accessible,
but God, the way you open up to me.

Desert moons and cacti blossoms.
We tumble over each other.
Fierce predators. You kiss me like prey.
I kiss you like a prayer.
Answered and nearly unbelievable.
Whisper into my hair,
and I can feel the magnets throb.




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