You brush the hair
Out of my eyes and
Your soft fingertips
Leave a tingling trail
Across my forehead
like ecstasy,
But you can't brush my hair
Out of my eyes
Because that was how
He saw into my soul and
I closed that door
long ago.

You hold onto my hand
With everything intertwined
Our bodies, our minds
And I'm warm like
A child sleeping on your chest
close to your heart,
But you can't hold my hand
Or body, or mind
Because that was how
He stole me away and
I escaped once
but will never again.

You call me honey
And it rolls off your tongue,
Sweet and sticky
With a taste of promise
And it sounds like forever,
But you can't call me honey
Because that was his name
for me
And despite your intentions,
It burns through my memory
Like acid rain
And I've been hiding inside
For too long
to come out.