Locking under your swollen, cracked lips, a taste of unrequited freedom draws near.
These ****** streams that seep through my pores are yours, as much as they are mine.
Trace yourself around me, as the red tears under my walls escape and dribble down your limp touch.
Feel the gears that constrain me.
Hold me, love me.
As my fingers glide across your face, I find my secret hiding place.
Eyes blink, as soon as they meet.
Soon to be defeated by rational delusions.
It’s not so scary after all.