Dulzura- Sandra Cisneros
Make love to me in Spanish.
Not with that other tongue.
I want you juntito a mi,
tender like the language
crooned to babies.
I want to be that
lullabied, mi bien
querido, that loved.
I want you inside
the mouth of my heart,
inside the harp of my wrists,
the sweet meat of the mango,
in the gold that dangles
from my ears and neck.
Say my name. Say it.
The way it’s supposed to be said.
I want to know that I knew you
even before I knew you.
|benefits of reblogging from me:||i've already removed someones shitty comment on that post|
you don’t have to care about someone to fuck them
so don’t assume just because they are fucking you that they care about you
lauryn hill voice ♪♫it could all be so simple♫♪
a CEO walks into his office “any messages?” he asks his assistant
“two anons want to know who tom petty is and one just says ‘post your ballsack’”
“got it. check my dashboard”
“that skeleton gif you like is back again”
he rubs his chin pensively “mm. reblog that”
I forgot what making bad decisions was like.