I still describe you so well
It terrifies me to do so
It terrifies me to know that you took a bite out of my naive sweetness
To know that it was a boast to show my love torn to pieces
I immolated myself to you
You were my god
My miracle
Can you still smell my caresses?
My voice, my laughter, the taste of a shy kiss?
I remember the roughness of your corners when like rubber bread I absorbed your anger
and my stunned stare sent every breath into confusion
I remember
because the most sacred memory is the one under the skin
that of the torn heart
of the soul in prayer
the one that remains engraved
and when it returns like a gust of wind
it makes your chest heave!
You are my secret
what I do not whisper
but you always read me
everywhere
all over me.
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