gently folded upon your thighs
grasping at your springy flesh
dragging my dirty nails down the side of your leg
your disdain has become palpable
shutting your eyes to my rasping breath
pursing your lips against the sound
and brushing my fingertips from their grip
I have seen your eyes
in a most indifferent moment
felt my tongue against your arm
and licked the salt of frozen days
you have put your ear to my heart
waiting for the beats to silence
at your unforgiving will
buried in your iron chest
had I the strength of quick eyed demons
I would be the ladder to heaven
pulling down the veil of your eyes
stretching your nerves to kingdoms come
I am the fracture in your armor
the tipping of your careful tower
with my slipping breath
I will topple your titanium rule
in my limbs I have found your death
my fingers are leaping with joy
had I the will I would drink your blood
then hammer the nails in myself
and anger would ring beautiful
an iron bell forever in my ears
your tears as soft as kittens feet
with my hands stronger than an eternity of your hate
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