Before

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