she moves over me
soft kisses
small fingers
lingers
in the crook of my neck
the small of my back
runs her hand
over my piercing
licks and kisses my eyelids
we hold each other
because it isn't supposed to last
we aren't supposed to be here
why am I here
she laughs
I laugh too
then we remember what we're here for
& get back to business
she judges me
because I'm everything
she doesn't want
but I can see her
telling herself to shut up
(she loves it)
she kisses me
instead of saying
what we both know she's thinking
I hate being with her
but I tell myself to shut up
I kiss her
instead of asking her to leave
I should get a rosary
to hang over my bed
to remind myself
who I'm letting down
every time I abandon praying over my bed
& choose to pray over her body instead
He loves me
He loves me
I'm faithful with my fingers crossed