
Put your hand on my chest,
Dance with me through the waves
And listen to how my skin sheds
From the agony of your flames.
Put your hand on my ribs,
Feel how they greet you with ease
Don’t pull away, don’t make any bids
To crown me the queen of peace.
Put your hand on my chin,
Shake out the shadows of shame
But don’t let my hot breath win
Unless you’re okay to be tamed.
Put your hand on my lips,
Pull it away with fright.
Touch my skin where it rips
In this cold, forbidden night.
-JW