It’s a fragile skin
That registers the bite
Of your kiss
Others would pass
I imagine
And just do their job
Through dawn
But there’s no stopping
This confession now
Or the blood
behind
Just as the wind
Threads us
Like ice water
At night on the icy pavement
So I’ll keep
You wrapped
Inside
Because these nerves
On such a blue ball day
Can’t last
After all
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