Let me write my alphabet on you
as my tongue would be the pen
and your body would be the quill.

Let me ink you with my A, B, C,
be quiet and just stay still—
let me study you as we skin-to-skin.

Let me roll over this pen
to make your texture hard, hush!
Give me the power to memorize them with my touch.

A, B, C, north down south
D, E, F, oh, what a naughty mouth!
G, H, I, don't moan, don't be too loud,

hold my hand, hold me tight as I speak my letters
because our alphabet wouldn't end with Z
if you would not come with me.


© aielnrt