My skin is not mine
I am repulsed by my flesh
In the dark
You cover me
I disappear
We blend into each other
I am repulsed by my flesh
In the dark

How can you stand my scent?
If I hold you at arms length
Will you see how I rot?
Will you see how I burn
for gratification,
for validation,
for a sense of worth?

I ache to be awakened
from this state of ghostly death,
for fingertips to spring alive
the paleness of skin, numbness of breath

I cannot touch myself
I cannot stare in the glass
Or I will become a murderer
I am repulsed by my flesh
In the dark

i want a love that is tangible
like fresh, clean sheets warmed by the sun
and later, anointed with the sweat of our bare bodies

my mouth is dry
and each tear you cry is a drop of water
to quench my thirst

i've never wished this on anyone before
never grinned at the sight of blood
never been pleased to see someone break

but i've been broken myself
and while my bones are whole and sturdy
you smashed my heart to pieces
that no one coud ever mend

your body sings in harmony with mine
one hundred hushed hymns of adoration
each kiss a silent prayer
each look in the eye a soul confessing
showing the bare truth of our beings

we have studied the lines of each other
memorized the scriptures on our skin
anointed with sweat
under a temple of holy white sheets

our love is an offering
we give all that we can