You thought you burned right
through me
with your dark espresso bean eyes,
but I was born a diamond.
You only saw a reflection.
Soft and Delicate,
kisses to my
lips, collarbone, ribs, hipbones, thighs.
I pressed my fingers hard on
your back
trying to feel you,
but you were already caged.
We were just two tortured souls
incapable of
love.
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