I Care Not 2.0 Poem by A Waltz For Zizi

I care not
if someone pecks
the lipstick from
your lips

you are
just words
and stomach
butterflies.

I make poems
as a joke
for someone
that left

I hope
I write to you.
I've lost the count
of my muses.

Every day I pray
to a new god.
No one seems
to hear

The things
that choke me
I put
on paper

Your tongue
and the tongues
of all the others
are there too.

No one taught me
how to make love.
you are
the only one
that tried.