Big red marks
of sacrificial skin
bunched together
screaming nerves
of timidity
and underlapping
the boundaries
of my bliss
as my vocal cords
chord a pleasing remark
soothing beastly
thoughts of desire
and transferring the
power of my
own will
into your strong hands
and i bind together
the thoughts
of me in you
and we
collar the moment
catch it in our grasp
the point between
yours and mine
that empty space
the thin line that
separates roles
and sorts out the confusion
that i will be yours.
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