Before you ever
Touch me
You should probably know
That you will leave
Permanent tracks along my skin
Like holes in the walls
In your house
Where pictures used to hang
And I will lose a little piece
Of myself
Under the gentle caress
Of your hands
And your mouth
We will not make love,
Oh no
I’m not capable
But I am so full
Of passion and longing
I will give you all
That I have
Unfortunately it is never much