My heart beats around the word "mine"
Like it might explode.
Maybe "my own"
Could curl around your curls and
Name you safely.

Below
my beautiful
dark red twisted
poster,
she takes off
her poker face, and
wears my hands
like a choker.
I'm close
to you,
but closer still
I slide
lower.
Let go
of everything except
my pillow. Be
risky **** nasty.
Give me
your hamstrings
and sing until
we stain
the sheets every
day every
week.