married

A Story by brianna vega

                im married to my books
                                     the sweet words they sing to me
take me away to a place where ive never been
               no dream has been this sweet
im married to music
            oh all night he dances with mee
                          beating drums and soulfull voices
   i cry on his arm
                             tears of joy and tears of pain
hes my escape
im married to art
         she shows me the secrets of her heart
alone in galleries
                 we paint our souls
     on canvases
                like soft caresses on my skin
                  im married to taste
           the seductress of flavor
the wildest woman i know
                                      her hot passion and sweet suprises
she kisses me
   leaving exotic flavors on my lips
            im married to dance
     the wayhe moves my hips
   ike the ocean
     he swings my arms
    up over my head hands twirling down
                l aaaaaughter flowing from deep in my midriff
      im married to joy
                       and all the happiness she leaves me with
                                    we fall asleep with smiles printed in our drowsy eyes