I squeeze your hand
To try to melt our
Flesh into each others’
So you’ll know
The way my skin
Bumps
Remembering the scent
Of your freshly showered
Skin.

I leave imprints
On your neck
Every time I’m behind you
So you won’t easily
Forget
My hands on
Your waist.

I dig my nails
Deep into your
Arms
So you’ll know
How easily I can
Rip you
From my
Life.

11/15/2012

Posted on 11/16/2012
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