when you’ve traced
every corner of my body
and have felt
the brittleness of my bones
—and when you’ve brushed
your fingers
through every inch
of my skin,
promise me
you won’t break me
when you’ve bit my lips
and find it bleeding
know that I’m vulnerable to your lies
and when you’ve kissed my tears
and find my eyes lost
know that I’m fragile to your touch
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 11:16 PM UTC
when you’ve traced
every corner of my body
and have felt
the brittleness of my bones
—and when you’ve brushed
your fingers
through every inch
of my skin,
promise me
you won’t break me
when you’ve bit my lips
and find it bleeding
know that I’m vulnerable to your lies
and when you’ve kissed my tears
and find my eyes lost
know that I’m fragile to your touch
