Thoughtful

Starry sky

To crave a body bound by flesh
Is to be a fool, a gamble, a
Starry sky, lacking its
luminescence;
the comfort cape of night,
the forgiving hands of twilight,
and the lover’s kiss of starlight.

When you told me I was beautiful,
I couldn’t help but wonder
What drew you in-
Was it the way my eyes
stripped you bare,
and left you soulless?

A question puckering my lips,
I looked to you for benediction,
yet you came in a wave of coercion,
pressing your affections onto me,
a brutal kiss bruised by unwarranted answers.

The physical fades
Yet your soul stays…

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