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WickedHope Dec 2014
Meet me somewhere dark,
and I'll try to shake
the trauma induced erotophobia
long enough to be
worth your while.

Meet me somewhere dark,
and I'll be so invisible
that I'll be comfortable being seen.
And don't worry,
I bite, hard.
Shh, not real.
Let's just pretend
none of this is real,
just like I'm not real.
Shh.
kas  Nov 2020
erotophobia
kas Nov 2020
I am a long list of synonyms
For the word “terrified.”
Most days, I couldn’t even tell you
Why it is that
Kissing you feels like
A twenty story free-fall;
A swan dive into a slab of concrete
Like swerving into oncoming traffic
Sometimes the butterflies in my stomach
Turn into a hornets nest
And I am unsure of how to handle it
When your heart falls asleep
Next to the hole in my chest
I keep thinking that you’re only here
Until you get sick of me,
But you never say anything about
My cold smile
Or my ice cube teeth.
I think you’re trying to melt me
I didn't kiss my first boy until i was 25 and it was really scary.

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