Tag: school

I want to learn the language your body speaks, Whispered by your hips as you move, Decode the ciphers between your sighs. I have learned the angle of your slouch, The spread of your fingers And the coil of your curls. There is a science to you I have not yet learned. I have learned the contours of your face The locations of your moles The longitude and latitude of your dimples The length and breadth of your smile Better than I ever learned geography. Maybe I’d map those contours of your face (Which I’ve already committed to memory) but…