Loving In Parts

When you love someone,

You'll be surprised by the

Pieces of them that break on

Your fingertips from the 

Poison from which they've

Been loved before. 

You'll always want to

Ask permission to make 

Up for all the men that never 

asked, just took.

Didn't say "Please" just 

"Give me." 

When you love 

Someone, you'll be 

Surprised at the fear

In her blink. 

The stutter in his palm

Or even the fear in her 

Heart beat.

The many tests in loving 

Her came from the men who

Turned her whimper into a

Repugnant melody.

The men who made her 

History so bad that you'll

Hate it. Hate it so much

You'll be tempted to hate

Her too. 

When loving this woman you

Have to be sure to love her hard

But, not so hard you'll crush 

her. Love her smile so much it turns 

To laughter. 

And comfort her when she remembers 

The people who ever labeled her lier

When ever she spoke about the Ghost

That made battle between her legs. 

Comfort her, so you won't have to love

The black parts of her that have been 

rotten from low confidence

Or no confidence at all. 

No matter how he manages

To stretch his lips to say

He loves you when he's 

Only throwing parts of himself 

'Cause the other parts are 

afraid of the you that keep

Throwing them self whole.

Love Him!

But if you have to, 

Give her half of your 

Pulse. 

Love her with half of 

Your heart and keep 

The other half to yourself.

Love her so that you're unsure 

which body parts and scars 

belong To you. 

Loving him in parts mean 

you'll have to ask him how

He feels when he sees 

You naked. 

Maybe he feels like those

Bad men because their 

hands have traveled the same 

Hips. 

  

If he ever pushes you away 

Ask him has he ever hated 

Himself for loving a body

Somebody has abused? 

Loving her in pieces mean

You may have to kiss 

Some insecurities above 

Her forehead or hiding on 

her hip bones. 

Maybe those moments will

Be the Darkest, the saddest,

 the coldest,

or maybe even your weakest.  

In the shuffles of her eyes 

there will always be dark

Circles from the sun that

Have been back seated, 

Drunken, permitted to walk the

Streets of Chicago and pulled

From a drug addicted spirit. 

Loving her in pieces means 

you'll have to reach past the 

Hooks of her bra and 

Massage the sunshine out

Of her back into her spirit. 

You want to love him so 

lightly he's walking on sunshine. 

You should never give up or try to 

Replace it. Loving in parts mean 

You'll always have to ask 

Permission to love on them whole 

But, you'll always be told yes. 

Sometimes loving in parts feels like

Russian Roulette but, partly loving

Never gives you a greater chance 

of being loved back as loving in 

Parts.