fear climbs from inside out
Freezing me despite my warm clothes
I can't breathe
And the only one
Who can break the ice
Is you

Your touches are soft
like the brushing of a petal against my leg,
plants reaching over the street but never bothering me.
Yellow and purple fills my vision,
the vivid colors staining my lips with adoration.
I bite away at the skin to collect the remnants of pollen, and I feel reborn. Flowers fill my arms, my allergies don't seem to mind.

your fingers on the soft skin of my stomach
remind me that I am allowed to eat, every tickle and pinch tells me
I don't have to worry about my size, I'm counting the kisses
instead of calories,
and the pressure your smile elicits in my chest
is more important than my weight

Hands glide across my back,
Fingers stroking against
soft pink lace.
I want to be bare,
Heat climbing through my veins
And burning below my shirt
Want you to pull it over my head,
With your gentle eyes
And heavy breaths,
I want it in the moment,
Which I never have before.
I used to cling to the fabric,
And tug it back down
But now I wish it would ride further up,
I wish you would push your leg between mine
and let me press against your thigh
I want your hands
everywhere that they can reach
And I want your lips against my neck,
I want to be surrounded in your scent,
And your body
I want to be surrounded in you.
I wish your hands,
Weren't hesitant
Because I'm not,
And I would let you do anything,
Because I want you to,
Not because I'm scared
of saying no.

Your hand comes around
To cup the fat of my thigh,
Pulling me against your figure
And I feel like an angel,
Brought to kneel before You
Wings sprout from my sore back,
And for once my body feels bare
In a way,
That does not scare me

Angels laugh,
At my suffering.
My body is no temple,
And when you touch me
They are entranced
My silent sobbing
Is the music,
That falls in the back
Of their Sunday evening soap.
At least I'm entertaining.