He mirrored me
a doubt I suppose
a self reflection he imposed.
It\'s
a spiderweb stuck in my throat.
I can\'t explain the way it tastes.
You will grab me by my teeth until I lick you very clean,
of blood amongst other things.
A mess I\'ve made perhaps,
I wanted to kill you.
Then it\'s blood amongst other things.
And we\'re bathing in it.
I am vulnerable in this moment
you shut your eyes.
I then accept.
He mirrored me.
And it was an inevitable kind of hurt.
It\'s just a thought of mine,
to place you so violently in this heart of mine.
My love...