delve deeply
underneath my skin,
no one is near
release your tears;
your anger from having to stand still
your strength in silence
independence you don’t desire…


flesh. bones. spirit.
bites. groans. nails. broken skin.
scratches. blood. we bleed.

lovely pains
we create
you are perfect.

you are the pulse in my heartbeat
your fingertips command the bones in my neck
your whispers bend the backs of my knees
your breaths bring me peace
your softness covers me 
your gentle darkness
like mine / is mine

of whom shall i be afraid?

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