Stripped
Of everything that once defined me
I stand outside your doorway
Shivering,
Cold.
You kiss my face tenderly
A question pausing on your breath
The peace a secret in my heart
For which there is no reply.
Your love is
rough and tender with me.
I am nothing but sloppy leftovers
You
the joy that beats inside my heart.
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