Certainty takes its toll
on broken ground
slight shivers
steady m'resolve
allow the quiver
of lips against taboo whispers.
Soft waves crash against m'conscience
taut is this resolve
not to implode
keeping m'desire
in time with tense
beats 'neath stained skin.
Wonder aloud
as fingers trace what is sacred;
no longer secret
second in a line of three
as turbulence echoes
hollow laughter
under hushed pretenses.
Cast out by cruel lies
you convince yourself
m'silence seals the fate of another
absent is a choice to fill this void
you leave for me to swallow whole.
Identity crowds makeshift pleas for insanity
you convince yourself
not to betray a code of ethics
that defines who you are not
while my skin keeps crawling
until I'm next to you.
Where did my allowances
fall into deeper pockets
creating an unemotional debt
I cannot afford
as fingers trace what is sacred
reminding me now of not three, but five?
Thrust into forced frenzy
satisfying nothing but
shifting generalities.
Taste this saltiness of bitter
words to come
pushing away promises to
make this mistake
worth keeping
unlocking images of
when time stood still
not with you.
M'soul is not without
silent sighs as reminders
of fingers sans toes
keeping me transparent;
still enough
to listen with
someone else's love.
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