10/28/18
You’ve begged me not to love you
But darling,
You may as well
Have asked me
Not to breathe.
-Sarah Clinton
Month: October 2018
When I Had to Admit I Loved You (But Not To You)
10/29/2018
For the first time in years,
I caught myself praying.
Not for the Lord to help me
Possess, enchant, or enthrall you,
No.
I did not ask
That you fall hotly, madly, irrevocably
In love with me,
Though I imagine that would
Feel something like a warm rain
Kissing the dry, hard earth
During my favorite spring thunderstorms
The Real World
10/21/18
It’s back to the real world again tomorrow.
Funny how, suddenly, the “real world”
Means whatever I do
When I’m apart from you.
-Sarah Clinton
Trust Falls
9/10/18
Make no mistake:
It is cowardice
To coax a woman’s heart
Into a trust fall
When you never planned
To temper her descent.
-Sarah Clinton
It Works Every Time
10/22/18
Silence my fears
With your tongue
And banish my insecurities
With those sinfully deft fingertips
Which trace the language of
Your desire
Around my hips and
‘Cross the curve of my lower back
Again and again…
Just make love to me, darling.
That’s when all is right with the world.
-Sarah Clinton
Firsts
10/28/18
At some point,
You begin believing that
There are no more “firsts”
To be had in this lifetime.
Thank you, for teaching me
That every day with you
Can be a new adventure.
-Sarah Clinton
On One Condition
10/21/18
I’ve never been one for
Throwing caution to the winds,
But boy I’ll love you without abandon.
Just don’t leave me…
-Sarah Clinton
This One Thing
10/22/2018
Rest assured, love,
I am not frightened of
The depth of your pain
Your darkness
Does not scare me.
Just promise
You won’t offer me
In exchange
To the demon who
Keeps driving needles
Into your heart from afar.
-Sarah Clinton
Yours
10/27/18
You may not be mine
But I am Yours
And I don’t know how
Not to be.
-Sarah Clinton
An Unnecessary Admission (You Already Know)
10/21/2018
The power you have to make me
Breathe, gasp, moan, cry, plead your name
At the lightest possible touch of your lips to my skin…
Oh baby, no one else could ever
Boast such a thing
Even when they’d had all of me.
I thought myself invulnerable, impervious
To men’s charm and wit and tricks…