no, no, no, no beats for you
the beats are drumming, through my ears, through my blood
into my soul
these are your beats
of course they are
funny how you share them so willingly with me
freely, as i feel your love beating into me
[drumming on my skin
through my brain, into my memory
the smell of you
and my fingertips lightly touch your face
fluttering like the soft kisses i intend them to be]
i know had i worked for these beats,
i would be shouting them back at you
VIOLENTLY
because i can
because i am free
but they are my gift
from you
so i sit with my friendship, mySELF
as your gift from me
thank you for sharing
the BEATS
of your heart
