A negative life

I don’t even know what that’s supposed to be, 

I say this trying to hide my insecurities in her tears. 

She lets me in, deeper than her parents know exist,

Yet it is I, who can’t fight the fiends that taunt me 

They chase the trapped man in me,

The man so desperately eager to take her loving whole and not devour it

 

She opens, 

Body free of the chains I’ve placed her in,

And I take her, 

Inhale my deepest desire from her scent and 

In those seconds, before we cry in sync 

That man screams,

Not for her damaged body, a body he can’t recognise,

He weeps to just lay there, in her presence

Naked and vulnerable

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