Like a whisper
brushed against my ear
Those lips of yours
Pierce the veil of my protection
In which you take further
inspection of
Please don't press against
my cold flesh
Your warmth is too much
for my body to warrant.
I fear I'll be swept up in the rush
of blood and nerves and heartbeat.
So, speak softly for
one more moment
before I pull away from your arms
I apologize for being broken
in this terrifying instance of pure love.
Up in your bedroom
my side is always empty.