Dark Honey Tongues
Snuck through a cracked window Caught me off guard Thought the lights were off in this house but you navigate the pitch sure-footed Eyes sharp enough to catch cracks in the foundation Too kind to mention the fault lines, despite the acid of your tongue You seem at home in this make shift mansion Never knew playing tag in these empty rooms could light me up this way I am not often sated by another but you are an unexpected drink at an unexpected table and I was more thirsty than I knew Watching myself carefully now Afraid after you're gone I may leave the window open Your edges are the kind of sharp I love to cut my tongue on and laugh open-throated with blood in my mouth More of me was born in the night than you know Or maybe you do- and that's why you delight in this uncovered sweetness Our dark honey tongues dripping in smoke
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