Unveil your darkest thoughts.
Let me embrace your ugly tragedy
And cry of your pain.
Exhaust your mouth as you do your silence:
Tell me, command me and govern me.
Your sweetest touch melts my skin
And pours it into chunks of gold that plates your heart.
Eyes such as yours cuts loose a freedom in me
To dream and sweat and ache,
Your eyes are a threat –
To my dignity.
What do I have left?
A naked memory of your touch,
Your grin, your soul.
You took me