bruise her and she will blossom
lilacs
***** greens
rotten apple browns
touch him and you will rot
fungi on your fingers
brittle nails
decaying flesh

I shaved my legs with razor tips
Spraying perfume, rubbing wrist to wrist
Thigh high socks with scandalous drawers
Letting you in for touching more
I asked you with a message sent
No love but lust just potent
For fingertips across the skin
I can't believe I thought of letting you in