Smooth

Your voice is like poetry 

Each syllable branded against my body like a warm hug.

Oh, it’s how you pronounce “I love you” 

Like your life depended on my understanding.

Your voice drips like smooth honey 

Sometimes the words get stuck together 

And it tastes more bitter than sweet 

But it’s yours so I let it be 

Because with you I know that love is supposed to be smooth 

Like the front side of a leaf.