Sweet Somethings

I have a deep aching in the pit of my stomach

At the center of my soul

Deep in my heart

For sweet somethings

I was once lusted after by a man who only saw the contours of my body

The swell of my breast and swaying of my hips

He held me and whispered sweet nothings in my ear

Oh, how I loved him

His captivating eyes that shifted like sand from blue to green

His chestnut curls and his easy smile

But he was a coward, who ignited a love he never intended on feeding

How I loved a coward who knew nothing of how to love a woman

Only how to touch her body not her soul

He held my heart in his ink stained hands

Twisting and tearing at it like a dog with a bone

He grew bored

No longer drawn to my body and tired of my longing heart

He thought my heart too demanding, leaving it stained and bruised

Like last week’s trash

He left me broken and aching

Not with desire but earthshattering pain

Every cell in my body sobbing with relief at being freed of him

But devastated at his absence, all in the same breath

The pain left once I realized

I am beautiful

With thighs that rumble and stretchmarks that paint my skin

I am much too deep and far too wide

For a coward to love

So now I ache and long for soul

A soul to whisper sweet somethings

Because the nothings left my soul starving

I want someone to feed my soul

Someone who will chase the waves with me not wait till they reach the shore

A man will teach me to fly and not rest until we reach the sun