To hurt and to be hurt.
There is no emotion so pure. Nothing makes me feel quite so alive so I seek and I strive to be hurt once again. I duck and I dive into a foxhole, the loss of control pumps the blood through my veins. It's in no one I confide in the war zone I hide for a chance at a stray to come quickly my way while my body is ******* to your thoughts of caressing the form that slowly unfolds. Naked I may be there is something you can't see, the truth will remain untold.
To love and to be loved.
There is no greater lie. It will never be enough, though you may try to convince me to believe it is not just a four letter word for deceive, your words will never get through to me. Why else would you do the things that you do? I won't cry, I won't move. I'll crack a smile when it's all through, while I tell myself you did exactly what I wanted you to.

It's my naked body. It's my clenching teeth.
Like a droplet that forms perfectly
Just leave it be
It's my imperfect skin. It's my squinting eyes.
Like a clever disguise
Just let it sink in.