Mind the night
as her whisper washes over
your trembling body,
her eyes daring you
to conceal your pain.
Censured fingernails
trace curses on your chest
drawing disturbed confessions.
In the blink of a startled eye
she has erased every exit
from this lamentable room,
and like a child, awakens
your long dormant senses.
1 month ago
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