Yes, Again Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky

I would willingly say,
“Yes, again”
to your supple lips.

Oh, does your lip tingle
when it brushes mine?

And, I would undoubtedly say,
“Yes, again”
to your hungered touch.

Oh, does your skin burn
with electrifying heat like mine?

And, I would, of course, say,
“Yes, again”
to your sultry breath.

Oh, does your skin dance
across your nerves like mine?

And, I would unabashedly say,
“Yes, again”
to your thirsty words.

Oh, does your heart jump
when gasps escape from me?

And, I would excitedly say,
“Yes, again”
to your rugged frame.

Oh, does your shiver
send sparks to the mind, like mine?

And, I would unhesitantly say,
“Yes, again”
to your memorable phrase. (“Why are you always laughing at me? ”
“Why are you always so funny? ”
Oh, does your lips curl into “…Because I can be.”)
a smile at the internal meaning like mine?

And, I would love to say,
“Yes, again”
to your soul-costly desires.
But, to heal these wounds
I might have to say, “No.”
“Not again.”
“Not ever.”

The question is:
When that time comes,
can I?