All Alone

Photo by Amir Hamzah Photo

My lips drip honey in the evenings,

Then turn chapped when the sun comes up.

You whisper my name in the dark,

And I wait for the sickening sweetness to stop.

My eyes leak acid when I crave you,

But when you touch it my skin turns to stone.

I regret you more when you’re close,

Yet I fear if I leave you, I will stand all alone.

-Jackie