Undone by words unsung
From your puckered lips, the earth is born anew.
Like new gods awoken by your presence
I stumble from the heat in your gaze.
It’s sudden, how quickly
I crumble at your feet.
Tragically unprepared for these feelings of uncertainty;
Tested by many, I’m veteran to the unexpected
But there’s something about you that
has me unraveling at the seams.
Tangled in your words, I trip on frayed strings.
Blinded by passion so acute, I’m deaf to your deceit.
A composer to many, a lover to few,
Your tender words and leveled gaze,
I brace for impact— I’m like puddy in your hands;
malleable, ready to be molded into your desires.
I’m undone, by desire, unsung by your touch,
I fold like paper, I crumble into dust.
Mecca-Amirah Jackson 