the last time seen and the repercussions of actions untold shirts reworn for the scent they hold when you held me both arms dangling at my sides completely trusting distanced from it the way he held me the last time seen last time touched
carvings in my bones slowly worn down from slow touches in particular spaces i am not yet ready to revisit those abandoned artifacts
slowly slowly he touched
he saw me with bows in my hair seafoam eyes and languid lies indulgent tell me again that i get everything i want