I bite my tongue.
I taste blood.
I bite my tongue every day to not tell you the words that have mixed in deeply with my blood.
the taste of you overpowers my blood.
sickly, I spit out the blood.
I claw at my throat.
you & my blood & you are choking me. you are choking me with love & with your touch against my dull, aching skin.
I palm the blood that drips from my lip & I shove it back into my body.
to not waste a drop of you.
