teeth

i adore your crooked teeth 

the milky stone expressing the child underneath

i want to know your cavities and sores

where sweet sugar lingered until you couldn’t take anymore 

the insides of your cheeks that you nervously bite

making your jaw look sharp as you chew on your fright 

the choreographed dance of your tongue 

glazing across your teeth to the roof of your mouth it clung 

your lobby of words so seductively strange 

tastebuds decorating a mouth id never change.