Crack the bones
a pity  they were only like twigs
And your words
Were weight enough alone
To pressurize the solder points
From fusion in the womb
Just enough to separate the edges.
Just enough to reveal
Pink swindles of sweet knowing flesh
And knot after knot of
My intense self questioning.

Is this what you wanted,
Peel back my material suit and reach into the skull cavity.

It's something we all crave
To truly know another.