I am B A R E -
freckles in the dark are just
the stains of my soul, hidden
beneath your moving body.
Your arms are nooses,
your fingers are knives,
your warmth is suffocating
the very being I thought I was.

I am BARE -
as you twist my hair into knots
make my back arch and tense
bite my lips
whisper kisses down my inner thigh
like a mantra from Hell.

I am bare -
as you fall asleep after a swell
as your hand slips to my navel
instead of my heart,
as your eyes fail to shimmer
and your kisses fail to spark.

In that darkness,
I am      .