I want to be comforted.
Cuddled without expectation
Hugged and held
Loved
Without the need to give in return
I don’t think I have the energy
To fully reciprocate
All seems like
Some sort of ritual dance
We spin we spin we spin
Eyes connect
Words exchange
Testing
Tasting
Confusion and trickery
Intentions hidden
To be revealed later
When prize is within reach
I don’t have the energy.
Just talk to me straight
I’ll talk straight back
And say
‘Hold me tight,
Just for a while
But no longer
I tend to break hearts anyway ’