“ How far have you walked for men who’ve never held your feet in their laps?
How often have you bartered with bone, only to sell yourself short?
Why do you find the unavailable so alluring?
Where did it begin? what went wrong? And who made you feel so worthless?
If they wanted you, wouldn’t they have chosen you?
All this time, you were begging for love silently, thinking they couldn’t hear you, but they smelt it on you, you must have known that they could taste the desperate on your skin?
And what about the others that would do anything for you, why did you make them love you until you could not stand it?
How are you both of these women, both flighty and needful?
Where did you learn this, to want what does not want you?
Where did you learn this, to leave those that want to stay?

“

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you simply, without complexities or pride;
I love you because I know no other way

than this: where there is no I nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

“ Angry, and half in love with her, and tremendously sorry, I turned away.

“ It’s said it takes seven years
to grow completely new skin cells.

To think, this year I will grow
into a body you never will

have touched.