contours i trace with my fingertips
soft skin
broken voice
but you're still so prettyscarlet
with your starfall yellow
marked skin
shaking handsconfident in your movements
but you're trying not to cryclose your eyes
and it will all be
okayi'm still close to you
whether you know or not
i won't leavetrembling
guitar a lifeline
don't you be scared
you shine out
you're so specialscarlet
with your starfall yellow
marked skin
you shine out
YOU ARE READING
Inkmouth
Poetryin the plethora of pornography options for the modern saint [Poetry #51] [2015]