Rollercoaster

Tue, 01/13/2015 - 02:20 -- rkochh

I have learned to love these curves

As a rollercoaster to my body.

The more curves,

The more exciting,

Because no one likes a ride,

That only goes straight.

 

Glide your hands over the curves

Of my hips, legs, back.

Each hold memories

Of past lovers and friends

Of the aches of life, the pains,

The twists and turns.

 

The curve of my lips

Hold the secrects of my universe

Every smile, every frown

And the people behind them.

 

The curve of my arms

As they wrap around you

Let me show you my love

Like how you have shown me yours.

 

Glide your hands over the curves

Of my voice, eyes, mind.

Each holding memories

Of past lovers and friends

Of the aches of life, the pains

The twist and turns,

 

Living in a society

Where these curves scream danger.

I have learned to love these curves

As the rollercoaster to my being

The more curves

The more exciting

Because no one likes a ride

That only goes straight.

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