you are pressed
again
on your favorite
surface

she's got
your sweat
on her skin

and your
promises
on her tongue

It's not you-
it's her
I wanna kiss
and bite
till
she bleeds

your
words
that won't
deliver

and

your
scent
that
stings
and
lingers...


they were
once mine

but there's no way
I can deny-

they taste
better
on
her