Caressed through bars, plastic whispers awakened the beast
Bathing in repelling dust, setting a border to who really loves me not
Hairs on shoulders turned nervous, thick, electric
Barbwired shoulders, allergic to unreasonable lust
‘Can’t Touch This’ was engraved with unused, unguarded nails
Grew too long, too strong, a mutual urge
To survive, in order, by order of nature
Prey turned predator and ceased to pray
Swelling smiles, a night wolf recognizes the…
I pour my heart involuntarily into words, since I found that writing is the ultimate solution for a nightmarish sailing journey. I can still connect with you :)