i’ll kiss another’s lips
to get the taste of yours
off of mine
and it was difficult at first,
the way he and i kept
bumping our mouths together,
because all i could remember
was the way ours used to
shape together
i wasn’t anticipating
his next move,
but rather waiting on yours
my own body was
turning against me
but i’ll learn the contours,
the curves,
the give and take
of someone else’s embrace,
because i know
that’s the path i need to take
to make my body my own,
and no longer yours
i deserve that much