I was frightened
by your kiss
last night.
A shred of discomfort,
please awaken me
like a whisper.
I fear
the slow corrosion
of your silver and gold.
How do I prepare you
to take a bullet
when I plan to run
from your wound?
Feb 27, 2025
Feb 27, 2025 at 8:11 PM UTC
I was frightened
by your kiss
last night.
A shred of discomfort,
please awaken me
like a whisper.
I fear
the slow corrosion
of your silver and gold.
How do I prepare you
to take a bullet
when I plan to run
from your wound?