barbed wire for a belt
make believe that you're in control
crack me open with your honey hands
cut our names into the bark
at the banks of paradise
kept myself at bay, aged your desire like wine
biting your own teeth as you hated the torrent
so that my paradise was warmer for you.
YOU ARE READING
you, and my materials.
Poetrygive me a few moments of your time so that i can dress you up in poetry give me your eyes, see the world through mine i beg you to be gentle, please have empathy this is your world, on the floor, by the bed like laundry, pick me up and use me. s...
