I let you have me
Whenever you need me
And
You will never react to my
Resistance
Which I project in every form but words.
It is not that I don’t want to
(I want you always)
It is that I am letting myself down
Letting myself detach
With each second that
Our skin touches.
My body is your safe house
Even though i've ravaged it,
Vandalized it,
It unconditionally stands, with
Open doors.
I succumb to your clawing
Your fingers burn
Until they melt me
And singe away all feeling.
The heat is an artifice for real feeling.
I sometimes still think
That you’re the sun.
Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 12:23 AM UTC
I let you have me
Whenever you need me
And
You will never react to my
Resistance
Which I project in every form but words.
It is not that I don’t want to
(I want you always)
It is that I am letting myself down
Letting myself detach
With each second that
Our skin touches.
My body is your safe house
Even though i've ravaged it,
Vandalized it,
It unconditionally stands, with
Open doors.
I succumb to your clawing
Your fingers burn
Until they melt me
And singe away all feeling.
The heat is an artifice for real feeling.
I sometimes still think
That you’re the sun.
