You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,

It feels much less like a kick in… but a slap in the face, I would say ‘fuck it’, but it wouldn’t adequately represe… that was lacked in,

Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,

I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.

No implications, Did I notice at the time, Only the key strokes.

“You’re trapped.” He explains, My body is bare, I’m losing time, And losing air.

Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks, Can I have running through the wo…

Despite the rips in between the se… I can’t escape my bones, I can’t fight the dreams, So I wait but, I can’t manage to speak,

‘We’re the same’, Teetering on edges of lines, I ca… And you say again ‘we are the same… Conflating words, Of an honest one,

Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,

I can’t say I know, The bed where you lay, The shape, color, and patterns, That makes up your day, I can only say now,

The language of love flowed freely… Through the rivers of our veins, During the summer we discovered ma… And razors edges. We used the torn corners,