Retrospect

my teeth made poetry out of your neck.

you were mine

before i was yours.

streetlamp seduction, all pixelated -

and the way your eyes please.

i knew your soul the second i first saw you.

you weren’t prey

but my god you knew how to act like it.

all wrists and big promises.

you were mine, mine, mine.

are mine - always will be.

black skies and stars. on your knees

because you spoke my language -

and you needed me.

we were feral.

do they know your secrets?

do they lean into your ear and whisper

all the right things or

do you still picture

my face?

we were both starving animals

but fuck we were in love, weren’t we?

we’d have eaten each other alive

if i had stayed.

but it’s un-erasable.

and i know you still wouldn’t dare

“oof, I slept weird and fucked up my back” is a very different** experience in your 30s than it was in your 20s.

*not actually fun

my bday is this saturday, but thank u!! ;;