Chest crackles,
ribs glued in upside down
like by a child,
encourage emotional static
while you're static
on the floor,
you want no more
than any other foe
who knows my weakness,
but the difference is…
I need you.

Butterfly spring
relinquished memories
of enemies enamored
while I hammered
nails into your wrists
with pounding fists
so like a heart;
I truly missed you.

Warm, wet,
naked to the eyes
and to the touch
while steam erodes
your inhibitions
(jurisdictions can be
bluuuuuurred),
I'll take your silence
as an answer
in the affirmative,
so take me in,
I'll take you in
like broken secrets.

Be my demon.