when was the last time you crooned soft words into my mouth half whisper half hiccup every word a sigh and a promise with your lips trembling? you have stopped feeding me your sweet words with the roll of your tongue to mine- electricity to live-wire.
now, your teeth to my pulse, you stay silent. now, with your mouth to my neck, i wonder if you're feeling for a heartbeat or for weakness.
there was a time when there was a difference between the two.