I may not have time to love you
To the bone
Until ripe with flavors of another sun.
I may not have time to love you
To the moon
Until my name changes the curve of your tongue.
I may not have time to love you
To an alternate universe and back again
Until we think we had met sooner.
But love is art, so like a wild gangsta goddess sculptor
I am still rendering you
Anyway.
Better For That 
Nice poem!
Thanks!
This is it!! I like it
lovely piece
Thank you!
This poem is a reminder that Valentines day is around the corner and people needs to start planning how are they going to spoil their partners.
Thanks, but if you have a Honey/Partner/Bae/Sweetie, make every feel like Valentine’s day.
”A wild, gangsta, goddess sculptor” – What a sexy description.
LOL. This archetype mix just makes so much sense to me. Saying, “I plan to love you wild, hard, sexy and creatively.”
Yassss, baby, yes!