Give not taken.


take this naked hunger,
my overwhelming thirst
something once spoken, into my mouth
uttered about shame and clever embarrassment
made to sew my lips closed
a barb stuck in my skin and left to fester
finely, he plucked them out,
and freed my throat for nibbling,
and other wordless passions.

take this moaning tremble
my overabundant affection
overflowing steam,
that turns and curls about you,
clings with loving proximity,
that which beats within you,
for now my heart’s awoken,
tuck me in so we can sleep together.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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