day 163

Cut lips part one



          Peel me
          skin ready to devour. Love it. Like
          if we were the last ones on Earth,
          how much would you take
          advantage.
 Fresh love. I feel refreshed, love.
 You tore off sleeping skin
 with teeth. Gently,
 though.
      I love his persistence.
      It's almost as if I can somehow
      fall in love with him, over
     and over
     and over
     and
           One day it will all be over.
           I'll start off fresh, love, maybe
           with you, maybe
           not. You may be as dead as
           my frozen lips. Kiss me one day
           ,           everything might be
           numb.


Don't blame me for what I can't feel.