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)