Better a liar who kisses like truth than silence that doesn’t touch me at all My mind drips like wax on warm skin shaped by things you’ll never say aloud (press in / don’t speak / feel me) My body answers before I ask You see everything but never flinch Is that how you love? Is that how you lie? (closer / don't move / keep watching) I exist between your fingertips where breath becomes belief and thought is just another kind of touch I don’t need your answer Just your mouth near mine (I am / I want) I watched the butcher again— red blooming, slow and I thought of your hands how they open me without needing to ask just that stare, that soft violence You are quiet but I kiss my dreams into your lips Oh take them all like you do light curving down my spine truth sliding between my legs (you know / you know / you know) My body answers before I ask You see everything but never flinch Is that how you love? Is that how you lie? I exist between your fingertips where breath becomes belief and thought is just another kind of touch I don’t need your answer Just your mouth near mine (I am / I want / I burn) Imagining you is like swallowing light It doesn’t nourish but it lingers in the throat and down lower (light intends / like it / take it) The wax changes but still, it’s wax I stay whatever shape you leave me in You never assure me But you never leave either (still here)
