It was nearly as if I belonged to you.
Tied up with lace and wrapped in a silk sheet,
I used to be yours to unfold and use.
And also you, along with your chilly fingers,
your distant chest, the resistance in your voice–
I hardly observed it.
I solely ever noticed the slope of your physique,
the convenience of enveloping your self in mattress
with me, with out ever having to fold.
I needed us, so badly, to be actual.
So I opened myself.
I let myself be prepared
and I wore my coronary heart on my sleeve
as if that was the one factor I knew the way to do with you.
However I see it clearly now,
how we have been only a figment of my creativeness,
We have been two folks, attempting to make sense of issues,
conflating with silent, tender wishes.
Greater than something,
we have been eager for one thing.
I not consider you the way in which I used to.
I not take into consideration what might have been,
and what candy that reduction that’s.