every morning,
everysinglerise of the persistent sun
since the days when your hands clawed at my budding skin
has brought this undeniable chill to my bones

every morning i've awoken
and found my hands disgusted with the way my body moves beneath me

the soft curve of my cheeks towards my neck is revolting
if I press my fingers to the hollows beneath my *******, i feel bones:
soft lavender flowers wrapped around my rib cage and blooming around my heart.

these flowers never bloomed like this, not even under your soft embrace.

with you, i found deep scarlet, choked petals curling
around my windpipe and setting my throat
afire with the passion burning in your eyes

roots a brilliant black weaved their way through my intestines and rooted themselves in the pit of my stomach where my mind but not my body knew that this was a desperate mistake.