15. Your Name (Acrostic Poetry)

Enter scene, an odd and even empire of skin.
Day to day, your breath on my forehead, my mouth on your neck.
Must hold, must touch, must grab, must be near.
A leviathan luxury in lounging on your chest.
Never will let go of this nest.

Come between, high and deep ends of your head
Here is my home and Hades, my harm and my helmet
Rocking, raving, roosting, never rusting
In partaking this peace of your piece
Salvation in wearing you wearing my scent.

Dearest love, twin soul, my god, my king
On this sunrise and forever, I bathe in the boldness you bring
My world, my harbinger of perfection, my all and more
I always will listen to the lacquer of your lips upon my lore
No death can part, no pressure can break
I hold still with steel courage and faith
Question not the quests we queue in
Use all you can find in me, betwixt and between
Enter scene, a tight knot of a king and queen.

Vivien Marie Lopez


NaPoWriMo Day 15
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