i wish i could wear your love around me,
a silver chain hung on my collarbone.
your familiar breath tickling,
your tongue searching.
close. close. close.
to the angry and pounding blood vessels.
if i had all your love, safely and securely
in a little box tied with a million strings,
i wouldn't worry about your love finding new vessels,
new mouths.
i wouldn't think of her thighs shuddering.
i wouldn't believe your eyes gazing upon another.
i wouldn't have to fear her taking your love,
for i would have it with me.
the cool clink of silver nestled comfortably on me,
no room for wander,
for question.
your love upon me,
i wish.