How it felt to meet your lips Pillows of bliss putting my soul to bed
And I wish you could feel
The tracing edge of your fingertips Drifting currents through my skin To the shivered ends of my hips
and I wish you could hear
In the silence between pleas For pain The craving stifled stream of intimacy Against the way I never wanted to be touched again
I never wanted to need
And I wish you As you
Pulled from the storms of clouded vision And black edged screams could feel The difference as I lift To delicacy Over legions of lesions I claim I need