long painted finger nails
scratch the surface of my skin,
slowly peeling off each translucent layer.
Fingers curl and grip
as she reaches my core.
In a writhing wave of bliss -
we fall and crumble to the sheets.
Skin snaps back
to arms laid beneath her
and gently caress the torn back skin.
She looks up at me with echoed eyes
and she is no longer mine.